Yuri's picking through the old hotels, too. He's not sure what he'll find, but he knows he wants to be alone. He needs time with his thoughts, and the darkness is a nice place to find it. Equipped with a flashlight with a purple bulb, he slowly moves through the rooms.

Hearing someone else here makes him twitch. It's not impossible, other people are nosey too. He should keep to himself, but the part of him that really hates being alone, the part that's curious like a cat, moves him forward as half his mind is still swirling with everything last month brought.

He flashes the light into the room where Harry is, catching him like an animal in the beam. His brows raise at the shirt in Harry's hands. It's very shiny.

Then it's on the floor and Yuri's laughing. "Hey, don't let me stop you."