[ Yuri's eyes slowly drop to her hand, and he can't help a small smile as he takes it, shaking it with an unpracticed hand ]

Yeah, I'd like that.

[ It's easy to talk to her, too, and he feels a strange mix of feelings: relief, to have someone he trusts implicitly here, and anxiety or fear, to know that she'll be hurt, that he'll inevitably fail to protect her, just like he failed to protect Flynn and Cecelia. Whatever is at work here is bigger than him, bigger than he can fathom, than he can anticipate or fight.

He holds onto her hand for a beat too long ]

Alright, then let's get the hell out of this maze, and I can show you around. Uh... you ever had a milkshake?

[ The most important thing he's learned about here, obviously. ]