[ It's fortunate that Konoe is occupied with dusting himself off, because Yuri's line of sight ticks directly to that tail behind him. Cat ears and tail... He's never seen the like of it, and there's no helping the way it holds his attention a few seconds too long before he catches himself and corrects his focus. ]

Not a problem. [ He couldn't very well leave someone struggling, possibly terrified, only minutes after contending with the same rude awakening. ] Had myself the same sort of...arrival, just before you did.

[ He spares a moment to procure a folded bit of cloth from somewhere in his closely-fitted jacket, the material soft and dyed the faintest shade of purple. A handkerchief, simple and without adornment. This he offers to Konoe, holding it out just under his gaze. ]

Here, this'll make getting cleaned up a little easier.