[ It all works out, as Yuri would much rather Hayame be focused on eating rather than chatting with him. He does well enough ensuring that he refills her water supply whenever it's been depleted, despite his attention evidently being on busying himself in the shelter.
Yuri doesn't so much bustle around as drift from one task to another at a measured pace, aware he can create an anxious atmosphere otherwise. His little bramble gates are back in place, so they're quite well-concealed, so he isn't concerned with anyone finding them.
This doesn't mean that he and Byleth don't have traps set in the vicinity, but that's simply a reasonable measure for medieval mercenaries accustomed to potential attack. War assures anyone stays on their toes.
He does, however, occasionally fiddle with the curtain of moss draped over the entryway, if only to confirm for himself that Hayame's attacker hadn't managed to track her. ]
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Yuri doesn't so much bustle around as drift from one task to another at a measured pace, aware he can create an anxious atmosphere otherwise. His little bramble gates are back in place, so they're quite well-concealed, so he isn't concerned with anyone finding them.
This doesn't mean that he and Byleth don't have traps set in the vicinity, but that's simply a reasonable measure for medieval mercenaries accustomed to potential attack. War assures anyone stays on their toes.
He does, however, occasionally fiddle with the curtain of moss draped over the entryway, if only to confirm for himself that Hayame's attacker hadn't managed to track her. ]