[The reassurance makes Kratos relax, though only Yuan would feel it, through their mental link; but there's an intonation of a smile, there, albeit one which doesn't show on Kratos's face.]

You should have grown your hair out sooner, then.

[He feels slightly more stable, now; not whole, but stable. Attending to something which harks so far back makes him feel as if his lost fifteen years isn't such a great divide after all. And he's noticed that Lloyd didn't come back out; he can't doubt his son's concern for him, but he is mildly curious as to what kept him.

[Curiosity. Kratos remembers that being a good thing.]

I think I'm ready for the next room, now.

[He waits for Yuan to rise first, though, unsure that he has the balance to step around the half-elf at his feet.]