"Okay." His reply is simple and comes easily. "When you're ready. Tell me what you see, too. I want to help."
Focusing on accomplishing what they came there do so that they could leave it behind, if only briefly, seemed like the best course of action. Luka relaxes his grip but makes no effort to move, instead bringing his other arm around Gyre and pulling him closer.
He thinks back to the times he'd told the Protector that Gyre's empathy was a weakness. Maybe in some ways, it was. Ruthlessness and efficiency do play nicely together. But without Gyre's empathy they may very well have been playing the Protector's game still, perpetuating that doomed cycle of misery.
"There will never be another body here again." He says. Another promise spoken into the universe with as much confidence as he could muster put behind it. He just hopes he'll never have to eat those words.
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Focusing on accomplishing what they came there do so that they could leave it behind, if only briefly, seemed like the best course of action. Luka relaxes his grip but makes no effort to move, instead bringing his other arm around Gyre and pulling him closer.
He thinks back to the times he'd told the Protector that Gyre's empathy was a weakness. Maybe in some ways, it was. Ruthlessness and efficiency do play nicely together. But without Gyre's empathy they may very well have been playing the Protector's game still, perpetuating that doomed cycle of misery.
"There will never be another body here again." He says. Another promise spoken into the universe with as much confidence as he could muster put behind it. He just hopes he'll never have to eat those words.