[ Byleth had more to say than Yuri had anticipated, but it was all fairly straightforward. And it was sensible: they weren't close comrades, but they both hailed from Fódlan, and that was unique unto them. Their particular circumstances and interests aligned, regardless of being taken away from the war, so it made good sense to continue working together.

Yuri realized, in that moment, that for him that had gone without saying. He was already determined to help Byleth escape this island, and that they were going to get home. It would be a delightful bonus of course if they could show their appreciation to whoever put them through this hell to start with, but as a baseline, they were getting out of here alive.

So he had no objections to that proposal. ]

I'd be a fool to decline the help, wouldn't I? Besides, that house I mentioned before's got a spare room... And I've had more time and means than you to gather supplies.

[ Ones that didn't up and vanish, what's more. ]

Just a matter of how we get you off of this island, first.