"Very well," Yusuke says weakly, stumbling over to the cot to sit. If he were thinking more clearly he might realise that Law being involved could prove to be an issue, but for now, he's just relieved that someone is around at this hour. "It's here."

He indicates the wound at his side -- and though his clothes had changed, he'd made an effort to tear at the fabric with his own blade to artfully arrange himself as though he'd been attacked in his normal clothes. Hopefully it would avoid arousing more suspicion than the wound on its own already does.