[The expression fixed on his face speaks to the seriousness of the situation; Yu can handle a lot, and he can tackle it all with a certain amount of calm. This is clearly something that's rattled him deeply. He takes the cup, but doesn't move to drink it, thoughtfully tracing the rim with a thumb instead. The hardest part of this might be how to explain it, after all.]
He's... [Here, Yu hesitates, searching for the words.] Have you seen anyone affected by this "infection?"
[There's some reluctance in his tone as he continues, not because he's afraid to speak but because he deeply, desperately doesn't want to be right:] ... I think Yosuke has it.
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He's... [Here, Yu hesitates, searching for the words.] Have you seen anyone affected by this "infection?"
[There's some reluctance in his tone as he continues, not because he's afraid to speak but because he deeply, desperately doesn't want to be right:] ... I think Yosuke has it.