Gyre nods, watching Seven as they eye him. He's clearly taking this directive very seriously, promising to keep an eye on that dude with his expression even if he doesn't speak up.

"When you were still with Sxicq-- gh?!" he begins his question, his voice cutting short when they vomit up another horrible little blob. He stands up suddenly, nearly knocking his chair over as if he expects this particular blob to attack him.

"You... are you alright?" he asks quickly, moving to the cupboards to grab a clear bowl and uh tip it over on top of the blob. It's not a bottle like Five had, but hopefully it'll keep it contained until he can tell someone.