The kick to the ribs has Yuzuru jerking violently and curling in on himself, but he forces himself to keep his gaze up, almost desperate to see who walks through the door. He's familiar with Malkuth's uniforms and recognizes the fact that Jade is a colonel right away. That's potentially bad news - if he's a Malkuth colonel then he's almost certainly a skilled fonist. But this newcomer doesn't seem impressed with the other soldiers' choice in activities, so Yuzuru decides to take a chance.

"Good evening, colonel." He smile he's so accustomed to wearing finds its way back onto his face without any effort at all, pleasant and mild despite the grim situation. Yuzuru himself would be quite content to stay seated right where he is, but it wouldn't be very princely of him. Instead he pushes himself to stand, motions slow and deliberate even though he's sure he'll be knocked down again regardless. "It looks like you've interrupted my captors' idea of a victory celebration."