A begrudging agreement is still an agreement, and that's all Greg needs. He doesn't think he's up for Luce's aggressive take on things.

The wisp has been sitting dutifully in his hands, unmoving beyond radiating out a strange energy that felt more than physical. Once Greg moves towards Lora though, it shifts and twists, just as likely to go with his movements as it was to slip right between his fingers.

"Here--jeez. Here. Before it runs off on us." He's pretty sure if that happens, she won't help him chase it.