Seeing the previously casual Demyx turn serious pulled Kousyxe up from his idle gazing around the sandy vista - he stopped and listened even more carefully than before.

Understand what it means.

That was the problem, when it came down to it. Right now, what could mean anything to him? Love or hate... strange words for Demyx to use, too, for someone who'd lived this half-life so much longer. Only the concept of existing itself was worth it, as far as he could cling to that idea... but what Demyx was saying had enough impact there.
This wasn't going to be a safe, comfortable life. This wasn't going to be the day to day grind of Yosuke's existence. He'd have to learn to adapt.

"...I get the picture," he said, quietly.