Gyre continues to stare for several moment, his brown furrowing just slightly when they gulp all that stew down like that. It's good they don't have lungs, he supposes, or... maybe they do have lungs and Seven was just that hungry? He doesn't know.

More importantly, all the pieces click into place in his mind, and he raises his head up in surprise. "And you'll be there? Er... you were there? In the past? Before uh, before the Protector found you?"