If Haizea or Luka were expecting an overly deep answer to the question they'd just asked, they were about to be sorely disappointed by the incredibly simple answer. They pause only briefly to turn their burning blue eye back on Haizea.

"Aq."
"Yes."

But I mean hey, at least the two of them aren't going to have a bad time? They're still walking away, heading back down to Eight.

But they'll get a true answer to "can you do that" as Sxicq flickers and blips at the bottom of the hill and, once again, that strange Eight-Sxicq being is now standing where Eight was standing moments ago.

Because that's not strange at all.

Neither is both Luka and Haizea getting a text, the same text, at exactly the same time.

"Boo."