Yuri watches him take his leave, remaining there, now with his arms protectively folded and lips twisted into something... thoughtful.

"You'd be right," he says, starting to stride forward and making certain he can be first, sorry, he's rude like that. Yuri moves and pushes aside the tent flap with one hand and glances over his shoulder. "I'll see you again, I'm sure. For now, don't get yourself into too much trouble."

He will force Dimitri to watch his ass as he leaves, sorry.