It was fine that she'd been hiding for a week, Yato hadn't really been able to chase people down until then. As it was, he still moved lacking some of the grace he usually did, a little stiff. It couldn't be helped. He was healing.

He offered Ava a small smile, perhaps interrupting her puzzle or coffee, because he just wanted to say something.

"I'm glad to see you." He was sorry to hear of her death.