Yu had remained silent, hands both holding the small frame in his hands. By now, there were no more time for tears; only well-wishes and a silent hope that the ones in this portrait were safe. At least, in one reality.

he looked up from the picture, however, at the hand on his shoulder. Jun-?

...Figured he would bring flowers. That seemed to be a thing for his new friend as much as origami cranes were for himself.

"Thank you, Kurosu-san." He accepted them with a ghost of a smile, trying to do his best to show his gratitude out of just how tired he was of these events... and through how worried he was for those closest to him.