"I appreciate that," Shen Yuan says shakily, but with a small, grateful smile Viktor's way. "If I have to expose myself like this, at least it's with someone who finds the whole thing as distasteful as I do."

He sits down and takes Viktor's hand. It's comfortingly cool and dry to his senses, though Shen Yuan feels a bit embarrassed by how his own hand must feel feverish and sweaty in comparison. "So we just...concentrate on the nightmares?" he clarifies, his own breathing slowing and evening out as he eases himself down into a meditative state.