There's no reason to hold back words, if you have something you want to say, so...

[ He shrugs in the silence and darkness, squinting up again at the entrance for whatever it is that he's supposed to keep an eye out for— pitch black, when the dandelion head blocks out the sun and his heart stops in his throat, but then it starts falling and Ryoji has to will his feet to move and get himself out of the way before he's crushed by the flower. ]

Yukine!! You're brilliant! Thank you!

[ and he hangs up to make the ascent. ]