To Naoto's credit, he doesn't dodge Yousuke once he realizes he wants to talk, but excuses himself instead, letting Yousuke pull him into a corner.
"Maybe you were right. Maybe I can't do this," Yousuke says. "This is crazy."
"I wanted to ease you into this."
"I didn't know Hashimoto knew me. I don't remember anything. Like—what's my relationship to any of these people? I don't remember Hashimoto, that knife guy—or you. Six months ago I worked at Junes."
"Six months ago you worked with me."
"Six months to me."
And Naoto's eyes flicker away, for a moment.