[Yuan can't decide what he's feeling, not entirely. Humbled, perhaps, by Kratos's ability to mourn. Frustrated with an inability to do anything meaningful. Bemused and concerned by such evident emotion.]

[More patient than he usually is. Yuan stays there, with Kratos, and resolves to be the one of them who is actually situationally aware. As such he's the one who hears the footfall, glances up; and, in a few moments, since Kratos seems slowly to be quieting, Yuan gets up to go and see.]

[...Orchids. Yuan picks up the bouquet and regards it for a little while, marking off the resources that go into growing flowers, and then he brings them back to where he was, to Kratos, and sets the bouquet in Kratos's line of sight.]