Edgar -- he's still here. Yuri lifts his head, grunting as he sights the boy -- and then freezing when he sees the open door behind him. For a moment he stands transfixed, heart thudding as he envisions himself bounding down it to get out, out --

A haze settles over his mind. When Edgar steps forward, something in Yuri snaps -- out there is meat and bones to rend, air to breathe, freedom and space and destruction. He charges the bars again, snarling and frothing, slamming his shoulder hard into the bars of the door.