Her question drew pause and Yuri tilted his gaze away from her. A hand absently rubbing at the back of his neck. That was a heavy question. A good one but difficult to answer, and Yuri honestly didn't have a good answer for her. She would know if he was lying, and he'd already messed things up enough already. Was he okay? No, not really. Was she okay? Probably not. So that made things between them even more uncertain.

"I don't know," he then answered finally, honestly.