Yosuke averted his eyes, sheepishly, when his confinement was referenced. He knew that it was obvious, anyway. The bright jumpsuit with the big number on the back couldn't mean much else, after all. But it was still humiliating. He'd always tried to behave, more or less. But now he looked like a criminal, and not even a good one. One of the ones that got caught.

He nodded glumly in response, though. It was true, he was glad they had strapped the tracer on him and let him out for the day, even if he was being watched and it was on the condition of manual labor. It was still better than sitting inside a gloomy cell, or getting hit on by creepy guys in the yard.

"Thank you for catching it." He replied, nose scrunching up in distaste as he reached to pluck bits of trash from the nearest hedge.