[ Because that's certainly doing good things for his blood pressure, though he just accepts the offer of coffee with a slightly strained smile before leading the way into the sitting area. Yuuri wants Yusuke to be as comfortable as possible, since he is a guest, but all of this weird secrecy has stressed him out a bit more than usual. He lets him sit first though—wherever he prefers. ]
So, um... [ He glances down at the floor for a moment. ] What did you want to talk about?
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So, um... [ He glances down at the floor for a moment. ] What did you want to talk about?