"Yuri," Yuri toasts him with his now-empty bottle, and orders another soda from Deb. "Yeah, not much to celebrate when you can't remember shit and the world keeps ending. But, y'know. Good job on the bull."

His cynicism is showing more than he would prefer, but he doesn't have the energy to keep it back right now. At least it's a joke. And this guy's old, he can take it. Yuri would hold back around the kids, but older people usually have been through it enough to get it.