[Immediately both hands go up, placating and defending all at the same time. He could easily have dodged any swings, but he was familiar enough with this senpai - kind of... maybe - that he didn't fee like he had to be concerned for his life or anything.] "No worries, no worries. You're still pretty good at that!"

[Yuuki - no, Yamamoto. Yuuki was another name - a different name? Or was it? He was still having trouble figuring out his memories from the ones here, and it shows in it's own way. The warm smile he'd usually give was smaller, less carefree than what might have be familiar to the senior in front of him.

He had yet to lose his chipper optimism, however, as he folded his hands casually behind his back and took a step closer. Peering over the sword and then back up to her with a curious tilt of his head.] "So whatcha doing here all by yourself? Training?"