Killing him only worked halfway, I'm sorry to say... [ Yuri huffs out a long-suffering sigh, clearly put out by this. ] Knocks him back into the driver's seat, restarts some bizarre little countdown before she overtakes him again...or so he said when he was good and plastered afterward.

[ What a pain.

Why is he telling Andy all this? Because Andy's a combatant, same as him. And maybe he's something orbiting being some sort of friend, not that Yuri's any good with parsing those kinds of sentiments. So he simply doesn't. ]

I get the feeling he didn't want it to dislodge her, like he's latched onto a powder keg, refusing to let go, for some fool reason.