I have not drowned you at all.

[He's going to maintain that. At least for the sake of grumping and snipping back and forth. That's almost more familiar than anything else.]

For a few minutes.

[Yuan isn't sure Kratos can avoid getting into trouble, or what he'd qualify as trouble, for longer than that. All the same he steps toward the bathroom entrance, intending to wait just outside for either Kratos or the sounds of things being dropped, flung, or otherwise broken.]

[Outside he leans against the wall and studies the walls, arms folded.]