"Exactly like living in the garden," he repeats dreamily, glancing up at Luka as he notes that tired tone in his voice. Is he going to sleep? Much as Gyre would like to stay right here for a long time, he knows he can't sleep in this bed. He's going to have to leave soon if the princess is fading, much as he doesn't want to.

"I'll..." he starts, and then chuckles?? softly, trying to imagine Luka picking his way into the deep woods that he's used to. The Craydon forest is nice for him, but it's clearly been trimmed back and shaped by the people who live here. It's truly nothing like the place he's used to.

"I'll stay near the city," he finally says, "So you can find me."