[ Yuri finds himself pleased to hear that Dimitri's friends advocate and fight for his well-being, much as Yuri has already said they do back home. It's something that seems to be what Dimitri needs, regardless of whatever details may differ between the realms they remember. ]

So there's hope for you after all. [ It's said lightly, more mildly teasing than anything else. Yuri's tone sobers when he speaks again. ] It's good to hear that you know it. Back home... It'll take more time, I suspect.

[ But his king is younger. There's yet time for him to accept that he can't forever burn the candle at both ends, and if nothing else, he's got a squadron of people who are adamant about making sure he doesn't burn himself out that way. Yuri can attest to how tenacious Ashe is when concerned, for starters. ]

...Which is to say, yes, you've got that in common too.

[ Though, on that note, he's been dancing around this... ]

How should I be addressing you, anyway? You're not exactly my king, and I don't know how open you are about being one to start with, in this place.

[ He's not about to go advertising himself as a crime lord, for that matter. ]