"I didn't think you looked like someone who killed anyone until you said you did!" exclaims Yuri, taking a step back from that violently pointing finger as Penza folds herself to the ground in a misguided effort to make herself a smaller tripping hazard.

She rises just enough to skitter around Rush and back to Yuri, going the long way around so she won't brush past Arista. "It was just a question," she whines.

Yuri's face feels hot and his limbs are trembling, and he can't decide if he's relieved by the vehemence of this guy's apparently principle against killing kids, at least, or if he's still outraged that the man won't just tell him who's dead and why and how and that he's acting like Yuri's somehow the asshole for wanting to know when he'd already said he was missing someone he cared about. "You could have just said that," he says.