[Well, that was all the confirmation Yuuya needed. It certainly was his little brother, wasn't it? He tries to look over all the features of his human face- how similar did they look, really? He would have been excited, before, to see their similarities and be silently proud.]

[... but he can't miss that reaction. It was an open wound. An open wound that was probably entirely his fault. His smile is a bit weaker when he replies,]

Ah, well, that's a good attitude to have. [Not the disdain but the confidence. It was all he had wanted for Sakuya.] If you're able to hold your head up high like that, you can certainly tackle anything thrown in your way.