[ She can't help it—she winces, hearing him talk about it, her expression pinching in sympathy. Her gaze lingers on his hands in his lap, watching him fold the bandages, before rising up towards his face again.

She wishes she could've been there with him. Or Akira. She wishes she could've helped more than this. It's fine when you're in control, invading Palaces and stealing Treasure and calling all the shots, when the only casualties are Shadows and everything feels dreamlike and unreal. But this is real. ]

Hey. [ Her voice is gentle, to match the smile just touching the corners of her mouth. ] I'm sure the others are okay. Everyone is doing everything they can to help, right?

[ It might not be the truth, but Yusuke is a naturally melancholic soul. She feels like the only thing she can really give him right now is a little optimism, even if it's cock-eyed. ]

You did everything you could too. It sucks, but we can only wait and see what happens now.