"So it seems... I'm sure the other me would be very proud to hear you speak as such." Though Dimitri being on his knees sure is a change. He waits for a moment, holding his words a beat before approaching with... just a bit of sincerity.
"Do you believe your ideals align the same way here? For the people?" For the ones stuck here? Miserable too? We could make their lives better. Yuri isn't one for charity, rather, he works for everything he's had, but the very nature of this place, tearing people from homes, "reuploading" them as they put it? It doesn't sit well with him.
"I don't want to become complacent here."
Honesty. Again.
"I don't think you do either. But I do believe we both have quite a bit of adjusting to do." He glances at an errant piece of Dimitri's hair before lifting up a hand, covered in bracelets galore (meant to conceal, meant to hide something precious) as he pushes some of the strands back with a flick of his painted fingernails.
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"Do you believe your ideals align the same way here? For the people?" For the ones stuck here? Miserable too? We could make their lives better. Yuri isn't one for charity, rather, he works for everything he's had, but the very nature of this place, tearing people from homes, "reuploading" them as they put it? It doesn't sit well with him.
"I don't want to become complacent here."
Honesty. Again.
"I don't think you do either. But I do believe we both have quite a bit of adjusting to do." He glances at an errant piece of Dimitri's hair before lifting up a hand, covered in bracelets galore (meant to conceal, meant to hide something precious) as he pushes some of the strands back with a flick of his painted fingernails.