Yusuke had spent most of his stay so far in an exhausted, feverish fugue while his wound mends itself back together enough that he can at least walk. From what Law told him, it will take weeks -- maybe even months -- before he's fully recovered. Still, he'd hoped to get out quickly to avoid exactly a situation like this. For now his left side where Law carried out surgery is heavily bandaged, and is still too painful to think about escaping anywhere.

As much as he'd like to, when a familiar shows up.

"Ianchus," he struggles to sit up with a wince, his expression one of tired resignation. "Hello."