[ oh, he notices the freezing. it's his profession -- or, at least, it's supposed to be his profession. he's used to watching other people's body languages naturally, and yuuri's expression falters a little, even though he's trying to not let himself be obvious about it.

it's harder to keep that facade up when mako starts to hesitantly explain it.

was he the mako that he'd talked to, before? the one with the self-defence training? ]

What kind of strange things?

Maybe I can help, if you wanted to talk about it.

[ he rocks his weight back and forth on his feet, wavering visibly, before he kind of ... blurts it out. ]

I think maybe I know what you're talking about, anyway, if that helps.