[ He nods briefly, collecting himself by piling up a frankly outrageous amount of savory and sweet pastries onto his plate. Which is more like a tray. It's partly distraction, but he still has full intent to eat it all. ]

...Time can be fickle. It isn't logical. [ Time shenanigans are a nightmare, he's learned. ] But you're right that there's always a chance that our worlds are safe.

[ He can't rule out that this is an elaborate scheme for them to wage war for a promise they don't know can be fulfilled, for a world that could be veiled away, obscured by illusions of destruction. Still... ] It's not a chance I'm willing to pin my hopes on.

[ Safer to assume that everything is in shambles, and to work from there. Though knowing that Yuri found some familiar faces here is a comfort all the same. ]