[ Lucifer's story almost sounds familiar—surrounded by people who were just there, at the very edge of what she was looking for. The difference was she'd actually been trying to find that sense of acceptance; knew what it was she'd been looking for. Yuri, on the other hand, hadn't even realized friendship was something to look for until he looked up one day and realized it was already waiting for him.

He shrugs stiffly and moves on to the next wound, cleaning it a little more gently this time. The conversation feels too important to distract her with unnecessary pain. ]

Not exactly that... I never thought much about whether anyone gave a shit or not. I knew my grandpa loved me, so I didn't care about what anyone else thought. [ Except for judges. ] I had to make money for my family. I was...am the only one who can earn anything, so for a long time I just didn't think anything else mattered. The only thing I thought I needed was skating.