[ The way his gaze slides away makes him wince a little. He doesn't know how he feels about that - but he's used to it by now. He knows how people have looked at him and will look at him again. He'll manage just fine. He takes a breath and it's his turn to glance away. ]

...not much, I'm afraid. He's a companion. A friend. But I don't know much of his inner thoughts.

[ Like so many others, the Yuri he knew was there for Byleth. Because of Byleth. Not strictly for him or his cause - not like Dedue or Ingrid or Felix or Sylvain. ]

Occasionally, I should say. But he has his own business to attend to now that the war is mostly over.