Gyre looks at the ground as Eleven breaks out the fancy words, mumbling, "Voracious..." under his breath as if repeating the word will clarify what it means to him. He's pretty sure he's got it from context but damn his brain has to work twice as hard for such a simple phrase when they say it like that.

Which is to say, he adds nothing to the conversation, glancing towards Luka instead for an answer. He's curious about the guestlist as well honestly.