There was an urge within him to pick up his makeup and head to the bathroom. He hated looking at the scar, loathed what it stood for with him, and barely had it visible even to himself. The scar in question seemed to throb at the thought, and he had to force himself not to grasp at it. Yuri knew that he couldn't leave though. Doing so would only further expose his distaste for having his mark visible.

The words had his eyes narrowing, and he watched as his father stood. The misery the many was feeling sparked something within him. He felt a flash of anger welling within, one that was reminiscent to what he'd felt that day, but he forced it back down.

"You've already atoned for your sins, so there is nothing that you need to make amends for," Yuri attempted to say in a calm tone, but if Legend listened closely enough, there was almost a slight edge to his voice.