[ He turns to her, propping his chin on one hand. Yusuke can read her pretty well by now, better than most of the Thieves ever could. What he sees is worry, not too different from the other night, but without the slithering tentacles and blood dripping on the floorboards. His fault, all the same. ]

I can tell you whatever you want to know. I am fairly confident that the...ugliness I unleashed has saved me from suspicion.