Gyre continues to play with the shield, marveling just at the ability to rubberband it back and forth, thin to fat, again and again. He looks up as Luka starts speaking, watching him, even as he slips his hand into the shield, and works on slowly shaping it around each of his fingers. He's going to create a glove of shimmering air, even if he doesn't necessarily know what he'll do with such a thing.

He nods slightly to the princess' question though, curious about any conflicts that might exist between all of them. Not that he has a lot of time to deal with said conflict. He needs to be ready by tomorrow!

"Do you know where they are?" he asks quickly, dropping his shield finally and looking out at the garden. Much as he wants to really get to know Eleven, he's got business elsewhere now!