And he was right, he has no idea what he was planning to do when he caught up. Yuri stops short and catches himself starting to duck his head in embarrassed apology, Penza lurking behind his ankles. He's not the one being an asshole here, he reminds himself, except he's not really sure about that and he's stuck uneasily shifting his weight from foot to foot as he tries to figure out what his nonexistent plan for this renewed conversation could possibly have been.

"Can you just tell me who died?" he pleads. "I mean, do you know who it was?"