[Yusuke lingers in the doorway, not responding right away. Instead he gives Celehar a harsh, scrutinizing look, as if weighing whether or not to introduce himself in return. For whatever it's worth, it's more aimed at Celehar's face and his clothes than anything else; Yusuke got used to much stranger than pointy ears a long time ago.
eventually:]
Urameshi Yusuke.
[He pointedly does not acknowledge the presence or lack of manners, and definitely doesn't apologize for his own. He can be better behaved than this, but better to front load his abrasiveness so that people know what they're getting into, right? Also he's kinda peeved still.
He spreads his hands.]
Whaddaya think? The right amount of dead for you or what?
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eventually:]
Urameshi Yusuke.
[He pointedly does not acknowledge the presence or lack of manners, and definitely doesn't apologize for his own. He can be better behaved than this, but better to front load his abrasiveness so that people know what they're getting into, right? Also he's kinda peeved still.
He spreads his hands.]
Whaddaya think? The right amount of dead for you or what?