"Eleven knows? Not Nine?" Luka inquires, moving one hand to idly drum its fingers along the side of the table. "I thought Nine was the one studying that stuff. Studying you."

It didn't matter to him which monster it actually was - they both seemed equally elusive - but the distinction caught him off guard.

"Before as in... before he even made it to the planet?" He asks with a sigh. Luka had always imagined the Protector's fall to be a slow descent, where his priorities shifted gradually over time. But Seven was making it sound not so much like a slow descent as much as a instant plummet. "In any case he doesn't seem to have any regard for bodily autonomy. Monster or human."