[Yuri's pulled a pillow over his head and burrowed into the blankets, determined to hide, to avoid and hopefully bore Victor into retreat. He doesn't hear the shouting anymore, so he uncurls slowly and lays there with the dull thud of his heart in his ears. His head hurts again, but it's most likely not from the booze.

He'll come out in a little while to go exploring the house he'll have to stay in until further notice, pointedly ignoring the other man.]