[As brief as the reply is, the words ease Yori's anxiety. The small signal of his hand helps more. She's been heard. She has to trust he'll understand, either now or when he's able.

If she says anything else, the effort of trimming it down will be for nothing; she can't talk about Encom without risking too much. This has worked too well for her to want to spook Rinzler off with claims he literally isn't able to believe. She can wait...but not if she lets herself focus on the past and calculate what Tron would think of the future.

The bright glow of his fingers is a convenient distraction. With no threat of immediate danger she has time to ask.]

You're looking a lot brighter than last time I saw you. Is that something that happened with your admin, or unrelated?

[The thought of Tron forced to choose the orange he had so many times refused burns. But this is Rinzler, who can't remember anything about Sark or the MCP, and he will be hurt if she can't accept what he looks like.

Rinzler has always been orange and never had a choice. If Yori reminds herself often enough she hopes the flinch won't be visible. No one did it just to remind her of the orange-red flickers that meant the MCP's army.

She keeps her hand on his.]