[ he is in fact an old man, yeah. sanji's right on the money. three hundred years of a life (if you could call it that) has taught him some lessons, and he learned the hard way how holding a grudge could ruin everything you held dear. he's never been one to pick a fight.

...and it's good, to be something closer to even ground. the tension has evaporated, for the most part. the seriousness of the moment is more about the past and what they can do to help the future, not about the death. ultimately, to yin yu, it doesn't matter.

the comment about serving a purpose puts a sort of amused look on his face, if a little darkly, though it's not visible. if only he knew. ] ...serving a purpose and completing tasks is what I have always done, to the best of my ability. At the time, I didn't know it would save much of anyone, short of the eleven of us who would be allowed to survive.

Ultimately, I know that person is here, and that person deserves far more of a kind ending than what I - and what this place - has chosen to give him.

[ logically, he knows he can't atone. no matter what happens, he will always be guilty for harming someone who had done nothing wrong, but...maybe suffering the same pain is something of a start.

mm. there's a pause, and because he didn't forget; ] That being said...If you'd like to spar some time while we are here, I would be happy to do so. My training in the martial arts and hand to hand will be more than sufficient.

[ and it might be kind of relieving, anyway, for the stress.

yin yu gives a small bow of his head. ] ...thank you, sir. For clarifying with me. I do appreciate it.