Strange stands up from the table and goes to pick up the radio, like he's going to call Lambert then and there, before he remembers wait, Yuya's here as well. Instead, he pockets the radio and turns to look back at Yuya.

"Thank you, by the way. I know that neither Lambert nor I can be the most astute of people at times," they're both fucking morons, "so having someone like you certainly makes a difference. And I know I've said it before, but you're a good friend."

Not many people would try and work through problems like Yuya did.