[that is- well. it makes viktor kiss into his hair again, staying there and closing his eyes against a swell of emotion. things like how much he loves pal, and how that is returned, and how it's simple but still profound. hits him when he least expects it.

when he pulls his head back his hand returns to pal's hair.] I am glad it did. I am very, deeply and selfishly glad it had you turning away from that.

[even if he only vaguely understands 'that.'

the ring is a lot like pal's- it doesn't spin but he fashioned it closely regardless, out of what pal picked out. it has taken some getting used to but sometimes he looks over at it and it brightens something in him, damningly so.]

It is something. [he curls his fingers around pal's hand.] You seemed... it is hard to say. A breaking point, maybe.