It's good they're able to keep the mood light. Gyre is here between them, trying not to explode with anxiety as he watches Garrot scootch along in front of him. He wishes the man hadn't moved quite so fast so he could be there to help if he did somehow slip. The mention of the Protector visiting also doesn't do much to settle his mood. He's all jangly nerves as he hears Luka's go ahead, and starts taking them over the bridge.

He's moving slowly, and in a rhythm, one step then the next then the next. He doesn't want there to be any surprises, forcing himself to breathe slowly and not rush. Much as he wants to be across the bridge now, he knows it won't do him any good to force it.

In all his focus, he's only half listening to the banter, his own response decidedly delayed, "It's a nice ass. Ask me what I want you to do with it when we're out of here again."