[That mental silence, by now, is normal; but it's never ceased to seem loud, for all that Kratos barely notices it anymore. He stops a few feet into the office, not bothering to look around to know the guards are covering the door; instead he only crosses his arms, his weight evenly distributed on his feet. Just in case.]

[He does meet Yuan's gaze, his expression impassive. He and Yuan had not often spoken since Kratos returned to Cruxis, since Kratos had destroyed the Eternal Ring. He doesn't quite know how Yuan thinks anymore -- not enough to be anything other than earnest.]

I came to get your help -- up to and including ending my life, potentially.

[Even when Kratos agreed to end his life in exchange for the time to kill Mithos, nearly twenty years ago, he hadn't revealed that he knew about Yuan's leadership of the Renegades. He hopes the fact that he's withheld that from Yggdrasill is enough to convince Yuan to try again, or at least hear Kratos out.]