[Luca's hand tries to jerk away by default. If he processes the texture of those fingers, the stony feeling of Zahliya's flesh, he shows no sign of it. He doesn't so much as glance back toward the Gargoyle as he speaks, merely fights a losing battle in attempting to pull away.]

I'm going to - [He doesn't exactly have a plan, but the words bubble out all the same.] - burn the beastsdamned place to the ground. Find the false god and kill him myself if I must.

[Only now does he turn to Zahliya. He doesn't meet the gargoyle's eyes, though. They're averted skyward and blinking rapidly. His eyes still burn from his earlier outburst. If he's not careful, he's going to break down right in front of Zahliya, and he won't get anything done if that happens.]

So, let me go.