Its a relief to get some kind of explanation, even if it makes little sense to him.

"He is not me." He replies indignantly, sitting up from the floor. "I think your cube really is broken. I'm not like that."

Luka can't accept that any part of him was quite so... extreme. Certainly not murderous! Well, except Four. Kind of weird how he keeps having to make that exception?

He makes no movement to deal with the cut, instead righting himself and heading back toward the stage.

"If I leave here, he's going to come back again." He says, hesitating before advancing further. "Will pulling all these switches get rid of him? Is that what we're here to do?"