Gyre's ear is tugged by conversation about Seven, wanting to describe the mess of them he'd seen in the moment. He glances in Luka's direction, checking that the cubing is going as well as the simpler slicing had been, and he grabs a slab for himself while he's there.

But he just can't get the image of those roots out of his head, and he meets... well, he meets a couple of Ten's eyes anyway. He can't really manage the full five, and he doesn't try to for now.

"Food isn't safe once it's been inside someone," he says, as if this is the most logical statement in the world. "It's like if a person bleeds on it, right?"