Gyre makes a faint, flustered noise when Luka gets exasperated with him. He sits up straighter, squeezing his hand again, trying to resist jumping in to explain himself.
"I-I want him to talk to everyone," he says quickly. "But if he'll talk to me, I trust him more, to talk to you. Ah, he hates me. So much." He takes one hand away to run a hand through his hair awkwardly. "Does that make sense? I won't do it if my shield isn't strong enough. W-we'll figure something else out then."
He wants this man to approve of his actions, much as he feels strange to admit it to himself. He's pretty sure he knows what he's going to do, unless someone changes the game again, but he would absolutely listen if Luka really objected to this.
"I don't know what I'll say. I want to... talk to him. I want to understand him," he murmurs, sighing faintly. "If he wants to save us now, he should want to save us somewhere else, right?"
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"I-I want him to talk to everyone," he says quickly. "But if he'll talk to me, I trust him more, to talk to you. Ah, he hates me. So much." He takes one hand away to run a hand through his hair awkwardly. "Does that make sense? I won't do it if my shield isn't strong enough. W-we'll figure something else out then."
He wants this man to approve of his actions, much as he feels strange to admit it to himself. He's pretty sure he knows what he's going to do, unless someone changes the game again, but he would absolutely listen if Luka really objected to this.
"I don't know what I'll say. I want to... talk to him. I want to understand him," he murmurs, sighing faintly. "If he wants to save us now, he should want to save us somewhere else, right?"