[ in a way, it's almost a little nostalgic to be back here. in a sort of... simultaneously horrible and good way. for all the bad at the end of the week -- three deaths, somewhat mitigated by the fact everyone was alive once again in spite of everything, and the execution that had followed were in a way balanced by the more positive things here.

not perfectly so, but... enough that yuri isn't mad to find himself back here. there are foods he remembers trying, the clothes and the experiences he had, the wandering the streets and just soaking in the atmosphere. it's... almost like a balancing act, when he thinks of the bad and the good.

this is probably meant to be a good thing -- this huge hotel with the grand entrance and the smartly dressed men and women checking people in and taking their bags to be wheeled up to what are likely to be just as opulent rooms. but yuri can only stare at it a little warily. ]

You're... sure this is where you want to stay? I thought people recommended the quieter, smaller places for that "realistic" experience of a place. This just seems like a rich man's bolt hole.