[Yep, that's Jin all right! Yusuke nods, his lip curling. Now that he knows for sure that Blake's talking about Jin, the name-calling kind of bothers him (on Blake's end, of course, not his own - look, it's one thing if you make fun of your friend, it's another if someone else does it). He doesn't chew Blake out for it just yet, though - instead, he tells him:]

Yeah, from home. [And then, a bit wryly, he adds:] He's fine, by the way. Wasn't even in the hospital for very long.

[He doesn't suppose Blake cares, but eh, whatever. Yusuke doesn't much care if Blake doesn't care. It's like Inception, except instead of dreams within dreams, it's, uh, zero shits within zero shits. ... yeah.

... just roll with it, okay?

Meanwhile, Blake's display of cultural sensitivity there was truly astonishing. So astonishing, in fact, that it earns him one hell of a glare. If looks could kill, Blake would probably be dead.]

Hey, good question! Why don't you try asking somebody who's actually from China, y'friggin' moron? Seriously, the way dumbasses like you run their mouth without actually knowin' what they're talking about, it's no wonder people always say Americans are stupid as hell.

[First Vietnamese, now Chinese. Which nationality/ethnicity are you gonna mistake him for next, Blake? >:(]