It's surprisingly easy to remain limp in this child's hands, allowing himself to be rolled gently back and forth, even if he feels uncomfortable being scrutinized like this. Part of him wants to try swatting their fingers away when they start tapping their fingernail on his face and wrists, but his overriding instinct is to let the child assume he's just a peculiar toy.

Instinct isn't everything, but he has a feeling this child is an innocent civilian, one with no responsibility for his current circumstances. They're just too obviously confused and when they start to hum, it further confirms that they're not the same as the woman who was speaking earlier. Is she the one who inexplicably disguised him as a doll?

(If Frisk could see through his mask right then, they might realize Yuri is as befuddled as they are.)

-Then the child's attention drifts back to the box he was in. Yuri lets his neck flop to the side so that he can get a look for himself. It's hard to make out, but yes, it seems he was being kept in a box full of packing peanuts.

The child reaches in, and picks out a piece of cardboard that Yuri hadn't noticed earlier. Under the mask his brow furrows, trying to make out the words they're mouthing out. Whatever the message is, it seems serious.

Abruptly, he's set aside along with the card onto a pillow. The child turns their attention to a table nearby, away from Yuri.

Once he's sure they're not looking at him, Yuri risks sitting up and looking around the rest of the room.