Gyre sits here in silence, first at the news that that voice wasn't a person, and then when she says she doesn't have a preference. He just uh watches her, turning his gaze from her to Five and then back. He wants to understand this so much more then he does, but all the questions he can think to ask seem too personal.

"Okay," he finally murmurs, folding his knees up to his chest and setting his chin on top. He sighs faintly, trying to decide where he wants to go from here. The Protector is more urgent, much as his curiosity wants him to ask about her instead.

"I don't need to fight him. I have a shield. If I can make it stronger, I can hold him back until the others are safe," he explains his thoughts, the puzzle that he's been picking at since Seven. "Ten said I might be able to talk to the uh, the other magic for help?"