He wondered idly for a moment what you'd call it if someone ended up here when they didn't have a life to live in another place, but that was a thought-train to follow when he was alone. "It ain't so bad." And having said that, he realized he actually meant it. The place really wasn't all that bad. It was lonely, even more so than he'd thought it would be. He'd never actually had a place of his own before, and not having either his friends or other people he knew of the streets around was, well, weird. Sure, Mitsuru was in the building, but it was just different than it had been at the Iwatodai dorm.

At the sounds from Yusuke's stomach, he folds up wrapper back around his unbitten sandwich and places it on the bench between them. "Not really feelin' a sandwich. Take it."