Gyre makes a single, short cough of a noise after he swallows the cube, reaching up to rub at his throat. That hurt, ugh. He swallows a few more times, glancing between Luka and Eleven as they talk. He shakes his head a little, frowning as they tell him to just give it a try. Like it'll be noticeable the second he does it.
"Okay," he murmurs, and uh. And then there's a shiny shield hanging in the air in front of him, and he actually gasps a little. His eyes widen, his expression brightening. There's a clear smile in his voice, "It's so much easier."
He gives a slight twitch of his brow, changing the shape of the bubble with no effort at all. It's perfect. Or well. It will be perfect as long as, "Will it be able to hold the Protector back?"
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"Okay," he murmurs, and uh. And then there's a shiny shield hanging in the air in front of him, and he actually gasps a little. His eyes widen, his expression brightening. There's a clear smile in his voice, "It's so much easier."
He gives a slight twitch of his brow, changing the shape of the bubble with no effort at all. It's perfect. Or well. It will be perfect as long as, "Will it be able to hold the Protector back?"