Yuuto never expected a greeting from anyone, particularly if it involved recalling his name. He wondered sometimes: had it not been for Deneb would he still recognize it? Would those syllables someday vanish from his mind like the man that he would have become? Time was unsteady as a sandcastle and the future prone to melting in the tide. The young time-traveler knew that better than anyone. Upon discovering that his card holder replaced used cards through some anomaly of this universe he had taken to using them in a way he never dared before. At first he consumed the cards with frenzied abandon, covering his tracks with the most effective method conceivable. Every conflict prompted a use of the Zeronos Belt. Transformation was powered by human memory and using it erased his existence in the minds of all who saw him. Like bullet holes riddling the fabric of the past he became a formless void. But River had never forgotten him. She must be something like a Singularity Point to prove immune. That was why Yuuto had formed something of a partnership with her. It was impossible to carry any sort of relationship with normal people. The constant erasure of memory could drive a fragile human being mad.
"Miss Song!" Deneb exclaimed with delight, spinning around to bow low to the woman. "It is a great pleasure to meet you again!" It had been a few months since last they spoke. Living on the run was not conducive to regular assignations. They could leave messages for one another on occasion but that was both difficult and risky. Almost as risky as trusting a reputedly merciless assassin. Yuuto automatically turned in his seat to align their bodies. One did not heedlessly turn their back on River Song. He folded his arms in the usual subconsciously defensive posture and leaned back against the table's edge. "I never cook if I can help it. I'm a scientist, not a housewife." Deneb made a small cluck of protest at the implication but did not otherwise argue. Ignoring his Imagin the youth studied his female companion's refined features. They did not know one another intimately but had spent enough time together to recognize less complex body language. "You look distracted. Have you been visiting with Tempus? Seems he's a bit behind and pretty unhappy about it."