[ Yuri understands the feeling, as he tucks away the handkerchief he'd been loaned by a perfect stranger when he first emerged from the dirt like the most bewildered spring daisy to ever exist. Perhaps someday Konoe will be the one there when someone else emerges.

For now, he understands wishing there were something he could do in return. He hadn't had anything to give, either. ]

Hey, who knows? One day I might need a hand, and it could be you who's around. Right now, neither of us has all that much, what with...all this.

[ He waves vaguely to their surroundings. ]