[Yuya initial response is probably not expected, but then again, what is? The sudden contact earns something between a growl and a scream as Yuya tries to rip his hand away. At least the smile is gone.]

You--! You were supposed to be with me! [His free hand clutches his chest, and there's a little more of Yuya actually shining through in this brief moment than whatever is puppeteering him.] Heartland burns, and you left me with all these memories. How am I supposed to keep the darkness away when you're not with me?! How-?!

[His voice reaches a high pitch before his face freezes, slackening a little before the trace is snuffed out. The maliciousness is back full.]

It doesn't matter. You'll have to fight back eventually. [Otherwise he's just going to keep lashing out at him.]