"Do you have your phone?" Luka asks, his hand settling on the key. "In case it doesn't work, you'll need to text Eight. Or... I can do it, if not."

He turns the key in the opposite direction to deactivate the bridge before pulling it from its slot. Luka's fingers find their way to the teeth, pausing on them to make sure he's got a firm hold on Gyre.

And then he twists them, keeping them held in that position. Hopefully this works...?