"Now, Garrot, don't be jealous. It's unbecoming." Luka will indulge Garrot for as long as he needs it. He understood the desire to distract from the grim nature of their task and was happy to play along with it until the absolute last minute until they'd be forced to confront reality again.

Luka places his hands at Gyre's waist where he'd directed them, settling into a firm and steady grip.

"The Protector's been here recently. He must have done something." Luka explains, before giving Gyre confirmation that he's ready to proceed.

"Garrot, you know I can't see that." Luka hops seamlessly back into the banter. "Either Gyre will have to describe the view to me in tremendous detail or I'll have to come over there and feel it myself."