Luka's frozen in place and grimacing in disgust, still reeling from the noises he just heard. Somewhere deep inside him is relief that Seven's voice noticeably improved after the act, but its currently buried under layers and layers of surprised horror.

It's Gyre's voice that brings him back into the present moment and he manages a response, however minimal.

"Better." Luka echoes, gingerly taking a step back from the scene. "We were just talking about yesterday. How eventful that was. Is Eleven with you?"