[He opens his mouth to confirm, because yeah, what has made sense around here lately? But then he thinks about his other memories and realization hits: Something is definitely weird.

He sits up all the way, brushing his hair back from his forehead, then shakes his head at Yuuri, frowning a little.]

'Makes no sense' is an understatement, at this point.

[He leans back against the pillows and then opens his arm to her, a little shy, because it's one thing to cling together in sleep and somehow another to hold to each other in the morning.]

Do you want to talk about it? I--I have to think about mine some more before I can even guess at what it means.