[The flattened palm eases that brewing energy. Kratos exhales the rest of it out, taking a few moments to breathe.]

This isn't the first time you've tightened your grip behind me.

[Now Kratos regrets that they had wasted that moment so cavalierly, in the bathroom; the seal learned well. If it didn't register Yuan as a threat behind him then, it was certainly developing in that direction now. But he follows without complaint, ignoring the young soldier paying very, very close attention to reporting to Botta.]