[ Imagine being told that and destroyed on the spot...

Their hands still intertwined, Yuri nuzzles a little against the side of his head since it's resting on her shoulder now. ]

The reason why it felt the worst to see you, thinking you were dead... I didn't want you to go. Not yet. I didn't get to say anything yet. I... wanted a little more—more time with you. Even if the dead aren't really dead anymore, that would have hurt... a lot.