Yusuke noticed the way Shaun looked after that brief moment of eye contact - how he flinched and looked away, and how he curled into himself afterward, like he was trying to put as much space between the two of them as possible. But as angry as he was right now, he couldn't think about anything other than what Shaun had just told him. He barely even registered any of the activity going on around them; his focus had narrowed down to how badly his hands now itched with the urge to throttle the man who'd dared to lay his hands on Shaun.

"Did they catch the guy?"

They better have, he thought fiercely. His expression was dark. Suddenly, he looked less like the easy-going, mischievous teenager Shaun had probably grown accustomed to, and more like a battle-hardened, steely-eyed warrior who had fought the worst kinds of monsters and murderers and sent them straight to their graves.