Wow, he really went right for it, huh? Gyre makes a low noise, patting the bed a couple times in amusement. He thought he might be able to get away with this because Luka is blind, but it seems his fingers have found him out anyway. Not that he has ever done a lot to hide them.

"Some," he says after a beat, reaching down to take his hand and guide him to a couple spots on his body. "This one, I got impatient tracking ah, something, and fell out of a tree. I was pretty young. Here... a moose caught me when I wasn't careful enough."

He is definitely deliberately avoiding the worst of the scars, the big knots of skin where he didn't heal quite right. Mostly it's to keep the mood up, both his and Luka's, but there is some distant bit of him that's curious to see how much he'll ask. He'd certainly been nosy enough about his head a few days ago, but things were different now. He wouldn't mind answering a few more questions potentially, if the princess cared to ask, and he brings that hand up to his face now, kissing his palm, nipping lightly at his fingertips to tease him. Even after this evening, he still wants to explore every inch of him with his lips.