He followed Yuuri. He realized that this may have been a mistake, but there wasn't anyone else he could have called on. His friends were few and far between, and he didn't really consider himself particularly friendly with the other competitors. Isabella would have dropped it immediately, though.

He rolled his eyes, at himself and his own decisions personally. He followed after Yuuri, stepping out of the hotel and keeping one or two steps behind the other. He didn't really intend to make pleasant conversation while they walked. He didn't really have much to talk about him with, either.

He didn't really have anything against Yuuri. He seemed nice enough. The impulse to tease him wasn't the same as it was with most of the others. He just had a hard time imagining Yuuri getting really riled up about something.

So the walk was covered in awkward silence until they arrived to the cafe.