[ he woke up this morning and it was a day like any other -- except that he felt... loose, all his muscles relaxed, and everything seemed so clear. for the first time since his arrival, he put back on his old familiar clothes: dark, woolen, layered. then he left his home and wandered Marina, looking -- in a not terribly concerned sort of way -- for people he knows.
he's heard the announcement, of course. and he's sharp enough to realize, eventually, that there's probably something wrong with him. but it's hard to care today, isn't it.
people seeking Yuri's real thoughts and opinions, without the usual layers of tsun and "what do you want?", should apply here. he's also even more open than usual to a friendly match. ]