Happy that the bandage was wrapped around tightly, Yuuri finally sat himself back before glancing back up at Teresa. The question had him blinking as he considered his answer. Hand up to his chin, he rubbed at it in thought. How did he do it? That was something that he didn't really think much about. He simply did it, which made sense in his mind.

"I don't really think about it," he murmured honestly. "Death City is the second place I've lived in that I didn't know anything about. I figure 'why worry about it' and just go with the flow. It's better than weighing yourself down with worries, right?"

Stubborn? "Eeeh?" His eyes widened at the accusation, and he opened his mouth to debate that statement before promptly closing it. She was right, but he wouldn't have called it stubbornness! Rubbing at the back of his head sheepishly, the young Maou muttered, "Aaa well I guess that I just don't see the point in giving up once you've started something."