[ To think he'd hear such words spoken so sincerely... Yuri had harbored hope for it, but it was difficult to believe such a thing would ever happen. He'd seen so many transactional, hollow relationships that it was hard to imagine he'd be fit for anything else.

Hard to imagine he'd be wanted for anything else. ]

Then I've got you, and you've got me.

[ Almost a surreal thought, but such a very warm one. Yuri could simply bask in that, but a thought occurs to him. ]

...I can't imagine you've not heard it around town, but it seems proper I tell you my name.

[ It's different, isn't it? Being told. ]