It's clear from the pink in his cheeks that Yuuri's thinking about it too while he's putting on the scarf. It's even a little stronger for him, maybe, being in the entryway. After all, it's where he first said "I love you". He seems to be thinking about that now, because he doesn't answer right away, just gives Victor an unbearably sweet look and links his fingers with his for a moment.

This is a kind of romantically sweet that he isn't, normally, either, and not just because he's never had anyone to be like this with-- it's a genuinely rare mood. But he needs to acknowledge, somehow, what happened here last night and therefore also what happened at the rink. So he links their fingers and then just steps into Victor's arms for a moment, into an awkward-but-sweet hug.

He pulls back after a moment (which he takes a moment to savor) and then takes a deep breath and finally nods,

"I think if we wait any longer, they're going to hear my stomach back in Detroit," he teases, letting the moment fade away.