Yuya, through the rant, just watches. With wide eyes, not having actually expected Strange to go off like that. Usually it takes prying, and a back and forth about each other's worries. So he's a little thrown off, but wasn't this what he wanted? For Strange to be honest with him and trust him?

Finally, as he putters out, Yuya moves forward to gently grab Strange's arm in his uninjured hand, to make him stop as Yuya looks up at him.

"I know." He starts, his breath catching dangerously close to tears. And then he leans in, moving to put his arm around Strange and hug him, or hug himself agaisnt him.

"I... I hate it, too. I hate these things hurting us. I hate being scared of what's going to happen to my friends, I hate that--no matter how hard I try, I'll never be strong enough to protect them on my own."

Admitting that makes something inside Yuya break, and he chokes on a shallow sob. His shield is never going to be good enough for something like that.

"I couldn't even save Yuzu from Academia." He couldn't save anyone from himself.

"Nobody's going to forget any of this. We can't."