Yuusei nods slowly, a vaguely-solemn expression on his face. "That would... be correct, unfortunately," he murmurs just loud enough for her to hear. But he certainly doesn't throw those comments aside once they've been said, though; they'll be staying in the back of his mind throughout the night, mulling themselves over and over...

Maybe it's the fantastic nature of the carnival that draws him in further. Maybe it's something else entirely.

"Magical..." Likely literal in this case, too. His eyes following one of the carts descending with the turning of the wheel, he hums faintly. "...well, I suppose no matter how well or poorly this goes, every other ferris wheel will be less enjoyable for me after this." There's a twinkle in his eye. "If, of course, this one is as good as you claim."