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It felt a bit strange being within the confines of this city again, especially when he realized he didn’t know it terribly well. He couldn’t remember what it was that had kept him from traveling the city’s streets, but he supposed it mattered little: what had passed had passed, but what was to come to pass had brought him back here.

So, he might as well make the most of it.

“But to arrive in this place again on the eve of a festival... I suppose his will is as whimsical as always.” He laughed to himself at the coincidence of it all, but it did strike him a little odd. But no matter, he thought. It was a good way to learn more about the people of this place, at any rate.

“Do you have a moment to spare for this small fox, my friend?” he called to a passerby. “There seems to be some excitement about this little gala, but I’m not all too familiar with it. Is this city paying tribute to some god or another?”

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With what little money he had been given upon his arrival in Hive City, Yuri certainly wasn't spending it in the best way possible: that is, at one of the local pubs within the Shopping District. He could already imagine what a certain someone back at Terca Lumireis would say about what awful habits he was exhibiting upon his peddders (and to a princess no doubt), but seeing as how he was the only one of Brave Vesperia to make it to such a place -- that he knew of, at least -- he figured the best way to roll off steam from endless his endless ambling around the city was with a nice pint.

Homeless, penniless, and utterly alone: he hadn't felt this way in quite a while. The lively ambiance of the rustic bar was surprisingly lulling as he swirled his cider around in his mug; Yuri hadn't been this aimless for a while. Just as his lips fell upon the cup's rim, however, he heard a loud groan to his left. Pausing mid-swig, eyes turned to look at a man around the same age as him, with shoulders hunched over the bar's countertop. He was about to take a sip until a snivel stopped him once more: was this guy actually...crying?

It wasn't until the third mutter that Yuri put his glass down. While it certainly wasn't in his nature to pry into situations that didn't necessarily involve him, he figured the worst thing anyone could do was to ignore someone in need. Besides, he was sitting right next to him -- and it would have been distracting to hear someone trying to stifle their sniffles and mumbling while he himself was trying to get over the fact of being stranded in such a foreign place.