There's a part of Yuri that wants to roll his eyes at the admonition to not stab things with the chopsticks. Even with a fork and knife, that's bad manners no matter what the circumstances, but people still do it sometimes. (Especially if someone is trying to steal something off your plate, in which case it becomes a matter of defending what's yours, doesn't it?) But again, it's about learning how to do things properly, so if this is something that Katsudon thinks is worth mentioning then Yuri doesn't have any reason to challenge it.

It's the second part of that rushed explanation that makes him hesitate, though, as an uncomfortable wave of something that isn't hunger rolls through his stomach. 'One of the things I was looking at talked about that -- saying not to stick them upright in food.' He looks down at the bowl of rice in front of him, then back over at Katsudon and the chopsticks in his hand. 'Because it's a...a thing that happens at funerals? I didn't really get what it meant. But okay, I won't do that.'

Incense in front of a household altar. The darkness inside a shrine building. Nothing that he knows or understands, except that it's something to be respected. Lines that you don't cross.

(And oh, that surge of uncomfortable feeling reminds him of something else important, something he has to ask Katsudon about as soon as possible...but not now. Not yet. Not until they're done.)