The tugging at his shirt knocks him out of his spiraling angst, or at least puts it on hold briefly. Because that spiral is still making his thoughts spin around in his head like a tornado, the debris clogging his ears in a way that makes him feel unsure that he's even heard Yosuke correctly.

"If you're cold then you should be somewhere warmer," he answers, as though this is a startling revelation and not just common sense. He starts up the stairs, grabbing for Yosuke's wrist to pull him along. Gently, like he would have done for Oz when they were young (if he'd ever been allowed to lead back then, at least).

"It'll be warm, even without a fire."