Luka waits hesitantly behind the two knights. He presumes by Garrot's reaction that they've arrived to the strange ritual room they'd visited last time. Luka recalls Ten helping him across the precarious bridge, and cringes thinking of doing that again with these two as his only hope.

"Wait, you want to carry me?" Luka asks, incredulous. Garrot had done an alright job carrying him up the mountain the previous day, but there was a lot more at risk here. Not to mention Garrot being pumped full of sedative. "Why do I feel like it would be safer just to walk on my own?"

Luka is unaware of the details of Garrot's plan that make it slightly less of a bad idea: the rope, and the fact that Garrot's dropped on all fours. At the moment he's imagining being princess-carried by a massive, doped up half-bugbear across what amounts to a highwire over certain death.