Gai smiled down at Yuki as she giggled and blushed at his request, a little more genuinely than usual. She was an endearing young woman, if nothing else; he could not deny that he cared for her, and he had tried. He'd lost his arm because of his feelings towards her; he was unsure if he'd be able to sacrifice her, if the time came. He recalled, for a moment, what he'd said to her that fateful day.
"We can't both become the same pawn that's made to fall..."
That held as true now as then. He knew well enough that a lot of people would die when the time came for them to escape; a sacrifice he was willing to make. Every time he thought about it, he felt a pang of guilt go through him; but it was liveable. After all, he knew what their lives were worth. Better to die on your feet than live on your knees...
"Then we'd best get him out of here, hadn't we?" Gai smiled confidently, as he shrugged his shirt, suit jacket and bowtie back on. It occurred to him that while he could undo the bowtie swiftly, tying it one-handed was a skill that was well and truly beyond him.
"I don't suppose you could assist me with my tie?" he asked, with a little bit of a sheepish grin.
"And I can't see why she wouldn't trust you. You do have something of a reputation, but I don't think that any of us are what you'd call angels in battle. It's the reality of the Carnival, nothing more. But, if you feel that there's a problem, I might have a chat to her. She seems to trust me; something to do with my good looks and charm, I suppose," he said, with a grin as he added the last few words. If nothing else, his ego was a rather handy tool for keeping up his own morale.