Gyre watches his face when he turns towards the moonslight, and for a moment, he wonders if Luka can sense that they're close to the exit somehow. And then, whether he's anticipating it as much as Gyre is. The moment of curiosity is caught up in the conversation again, and he returns his attention to the ground, keeping them away from any weirdly shaped bits of the floor. It's nothing compared to the climb down, but he won't let the princess trip up around him if he can help it.

"I'll be okay," he answers softly, a smile in his voice. The concern makes him feel. Things. He's not sure what to do with these things, and he stays quiet for a moment as they finally step out into the air again.

He lets Luka go for the first time in a bit, stretching his arms over his head and taking a deep, satisfied breath in. It's nice to be out in the open again, and as he runs his fingers through his hair, he lets slip, "A hot bath does sound nice though."

Hot water on demand is one of the few things he envies about living the way these people do. He hates to admit this normally because he's had it held over his head before, but he feels relaxed in this moment. Or something like relaxed anyway, the weight of the day getting set aside for tomorrow's work. It's late. He's with a person he's coming to care about. If he's ever going to let his guard down, it's now.