"That does sound unpleasant. Gods know there's been enough unpleasantness tonight." Luka's tone is still full of knowing mischief as he takes Gyre's arm and they begin to descend the mountain.

He's feeling very pleased with himself as Gyre agrees to come back to his room. Luka hadn't expected it at all. Initially he thought they'd merely part ways, then that they'd perhaps visit the hot spring... it had not crossed his mind that Gyre would instead choose the intimacy of his private room, of all things.

"Oh, yes. You know, I've been wanting that since I visited your camp." He says, smirking. "But things kept getting in the way."