[The phone call is a saving grace, really. He has barely been here for a day and already he's ready to implode, overwhelmed as he is. So he quickly finishes his food as Victor goes off, making a brief stop to rinse his plate. All things considered, this was certainly not the worst first meal he could have had here.

Hiding out in the room he'd been given would only work out for so long. Yuri isn't a terribly social creature, but he's not above loneliness and a need for human contact every now and then. So even if he doesn't actually engage in conversation with Victor, still trying to figure out how to cope with this...sharing the same living space thing, he's grateful not to be stranded alone.

The morning the forecasted storm hits, he's meandering around the kitchen in an overlarge, borrowed tshirt and shorts almost small enough to disappear under the hem of it. He's searching for the coffee when the power first flickers.]

Victor...? Does this place have backup power?