[There he goes. Yuan matches Kratos, no longer leading but side-by-side, old familiar motions like laying out a path to go home before him. Fitting, that they're doing this near Asgard, as far removed as it is from what it once was.]

[When Kratos shifts into a repeat Yuan glances over at him, and, after a moment, stops. He circles Kratos once with light steps, frowning slightly, before returning to his initial position.]

Breathe. You can't expect to keep a rhythm if you're outside yourself.

[Still a little brusque, though he means it well.]