[This was a Prime, alright. Vespera's heart pounds in his chest. He lets out his breath - which he hadn't quite noticed had been held, just a moment - to answer.]

I suppose it's up to us each to decide.

[decision made for himself, though-- he wasn't going to cow from danger, especially not when there was more to learn, and he had plenty to prove. He just steps right up to him, lifting his hands in plain view - they'd almost be up for surrender if they didn't slide right on Yuri's chest.]