Ah. Just when Yuri had regained her cool, collected demeanor, Tsubomi is squealing and grabbing her hand. Just to spend time with her? Yuri tries and fails to question that, recalling that this girl had spent months putting up with Yuri being cold and closed off, practically shunning her attempts to get through after Cologne's death. Stubbornly, she tries to retain a harder expression, but in light of those thoughts it softens without actually making an attempt to do so.

"It... shouldn't be terribly much, really. I simply figured, if you were going to insist-" On dragging her off. "-it should be something we'd both be interested in, yes?"

She brushes her dark hair back with her free hand, and nods. "...I suppose it can't hurt, in the end."