It's not even as if this is the first time Yuri's mother has given him up. It shouldn't hurt. He shouldn't care. But there is a massive difference between sending a kid to live with his grandfather and... this.

"What could you possibly do?"

Grief takes so many forms, anger a normal and necessary process. Yuri's been angry for years, though. Burning and burning. What good is it doing?

"There isn't anything anyone can fucking DO," he snarls. Feeling heat on his face. The tears finally breaking free.