[When Yuan looks back at Kratos, he's holding Flamberge -- as ever -- like he was born to it. That much hasn't changed.]

[He lets go the phantom sword and lets his hands rest, and it's only a moment before he's coming toward Kratos, making no effort to quiet his footsteps. It will be better if Kratos knows exactly where he is.]

Of course.

[Of course he'll help; of course Kratos can get there. At Kratos's side, Yuan offers his hand.]