Yuu had remained quiet throughout most of the trip through the hospital; he had never liked hospitals, they made him uneasy. The harsh lights, the silence...strange that places of healing felt almost like death. So he had kept a sabre at his side, keeping wary. Those who did most of the fighting would tire themselves out; it was vital to, if they intended to do this today, keep some of their group fresh.
But who would have guessed that Kou had something so ugly inside of him? Or wherever it'd come from? A monstrous puppet...maybe it meant something, but none of this place made any sense to him at all.
"I guess the time for talking's over," he said. Although the thing made him nervous, he held up his sabre, his hand surprisingly steady; keeping himself angry helped burn the fear away. "You don't want us to save him? Good thing we don't need your consent."
His other hand pulled out his cell phone free from his medical coat.