"Then it seems like... your Yuri and I have quite a bit in common. He sounds like the sort who watches out for his people first... above all else." Yuri is already pulling his strap back into place as he gently swings his legs from where he's perched on the table. Dimitri knelt in place makes him look almost supplicant, he wonders if the man is aware of just how he looks. Of course, still feeling the ghostly sensation of the man's hand in his hair, pulling, and then petting...

It makes Yuri bristle privately. Petting him. Who does he think he is?

He steels his expression all the same.

"Your interests lie with those beneath you then... the people who have to struggle for their basic needs in the dirt. That's impressive, really. Here I thought the three of you were obsessed with your little game of three-way chess." He sounds impressed. Surprised even. He hops off the table and walks towards where Dimitri is knelt, crouching down carefully.

"You would be stupid for meandering common streets alone... it figures you'd do something like that."