And here's Yosuke, staring at her from the other corner with the most awkward, hostile stare he can manage, because Yu is acting terribly strange (as he has been for a while now) and the rest of the people in here were left to fend for themselves against a Death Goddess that really only a few of them remembered facing.

Why Yu trusted her was beyond him. Why anyone could trust her...

Even with the... strange get-up (how could she look almost normal?) whenever he looked at her he couldn't stop thinking about the cold, paralyzing fear of her death curse prying at his legs, dragging him down into total darkness. Sometimes he still had nightmares...

...And yet he can't help but feel like she's also the only one in this room who might possibly understand more about their situation as a whole than he does.

Soooo with that said, he is slowly, and awkwardly shuffling towards her over the course of about ten minutes until he's about five feet away...

"...Do you know how they're making Yu act like this?" Yosuke's voice is quiet, and terribly nervous.