Gyre may have put the shield up, but Twelve leans in quite close to it and-- she ends up pressing her face up against the barrier to look as close as possible at these two. A second eye clicks over to Gyre as he tells Luka about the shield. Quietly, she whispers an answer.

"I am not. Your eyes are open." She answers.

Eight, meanwhile, raises a hand up to lightly touch beside one of Luka's eyes as he chimes in and adds:

"Not these."

Off to the side, outside of Twelve's body-ring, Six dejectedly shrugs and goes back to gardening. Okay guys. Have fun in the Twelve ring.