"It's not cowardly." He says as he folds his arms. "A direct approach isn't always the best one. Not everyone responds well to directness."

He flops similarly beside Garrot, though its done with more caution. Once sitting, Luka stretches his legs forward and buries his toes in the dampened sand.

"It's too late for us to be arguing about how to do things. We don't have nearly enough control to be so arrogant as to think we can make all the decisions."