[Oh. That falls into place, finally, and Yuan regards Kratos with a clearer expression now.]

[...he hadn't entirely thought of it that way; but Kratos is part of his household, and perhaps that makes him the closest thing to family Yuan will ever have. Save perhaps if he weds, but that's a fairly sizable if.]

[So: the Tethe'allan ex-military slave is his family. There doesn't seem to be anything actually wrong with that idea. After a moment, Yuan nods.]

...Well. I have no family heirlooms to give you, so those will have to do.

[It's both dry and heartfelt, and Yuan feels abruptly uncomfortably exposed, having said even that much. He looks away in turn.]