Yuri sees her familiar mass of bright hair and walks over to her, only to see her wriggling and wiggling uncomfortably. He ducks down next to her, his hands behind his back as he murmurs with a little smile, "what, not liking the new digs?"

Even though she looks nice, from what he can see of her dress. It's richer, more vibrant, than what she wore before. It suits her.

His own outfit is tight dark pants and a dark tunic with a short, quilted jacket with fringe along the sleeves and back. It's a strange outfit, but he likes it well enough.