[ Yuri's lips press into a thin, ruminative line. He debates with himself for several moments in silence. Dimitri'd give every ounce of himself if he could, no doubt. Whether it's owed to his strong sense of duty or his deep well of kindness, Yuri can't entirely say.
It's likely some measure of both.
He steals a glance around. No one nearby to observe, so... Yuri bends, draping his arms about Dimitri's shoulders as best he can. If it's a little awkward, a little clumsy, well... He doesn't give out hugs much. But it's no less warm. ]
You give people more than you realize. I've got a pretty decent vantage point, when it comes to that.
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It's likely some measure of both.
He steals a glance around. No one nearby to observe, so... Yuri bends, draping his arms about Dimitri's shoulders as best he can. If it's a little awkward, a little clumsy, well... He doesn't give out hugs much. But it's no less warm. ]
You give people more than you realize. I've got a pretty decent vantage point, when it comes to that.