[Yu's stake in the tower is pretty high, albeit only for personal reasons. Given the nature of the challenges...well, he assumes it's in his best interest to succeed as many times as possible. Three strikes is forgiving, doable; but it's not infinite chances.

In that other world, Claude had been a voice of wisdom -- even if only in metaphors. Here, his relaxed stance helps put Yu at ease, too. After everything that's happened, he can't say he minds that even a slight bit. He nods at the observation; it really had felt that way to him, too. It may be a test of diligence and patience, but...it's also a minimal amount of physical effort, which had been a welcome time during the evenings.]

To be fair, I did end up involved in things my uncle didn't want me around, [he admits, with a hint of sheepishness in his voice.] He probably wished I'd been doing more fishing, at that point.

[Somewhat idly, he tugs on his line, pulling it in a little.]