Seven's not paying attention to it, but Gyre can't help but watch it, his brow furrowing. It's so disconcerting. He reaches forward with his foot and taps the bowl with the toe of his boot.

"What is it? Do you know?" he murmurs, glancing towards Seven. His eyes widen slightly after a beat as he realizes, "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want."