[ Yuri watches. Waits. Filches one apple fritter for his haul. Following the addendum to the fellow's question, he gives his answer with a shrug. ]

Bit of both, nowadays.

[ Though he supposes that bears expanding on as they make their way along the array of foods out on display. They really do never skimp on these welcome soirees. ]

I mean, I've got people back home in mind too — I'm not convinced they're gone just because someone claims it. Hell, I showed up after others from my world, and another came after me. How does that add up?

[ Sure, there was that blah blah timestream business, and some people from Fódlan come from alternate timelines, but even so. No one has ever given definitive proof that all worlds just winked out of existence and it's a happy accident a handful of familiar faces wound up here. ]