Luka finds the pot where Gyre had set it and lifts it from it's place. Success!

"Where's the round thing, then?" He says as he turns to move to where ever he's directed.

He pauses to take in the various scents of all the ingredients Ten's laid out, savoring the delicious smell as much as he can. Thankfully, he's spared from the off-putting nature of their unusual coloration.

"If the stew tastes half as good as it smells I might have a new favorite food." He says, excitement clear in his voice.