[viktor's considering the same, a little floored with the realization. it's frightening in its scope, though he's come a long way already in being terrified of intimacy and vulnerability. in fact he can even turn his face to kiss pal's palm, pressing his feelings there as much as such a simple action can carry.
a few more long breaths and he feels steady enough to risk opening his eyes again, this time without tears in their wake. red eyed and puffy, maybe, but unlike that viktor he's had more experience with the overwhelming feeling of being cared for.
he also hopes he's far more stable besides. emotional lobotomies? unfathomable. never going to happen.]
Well, now we're even. [a weak joke but there you are. he reaches over to cup pal's face, gratefully taking in his eyes again before he asks,] Do you wish to discuss it? I won't pretend I don't have questions. [he'd rather stuff everything he just saw about himself in a neat little box but- yes, maybe that urge isn't one he should gladly follow.]
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a few more long breaths and he feels steady enough to risk opening his eyes again, this time without tears in their wake. red eyed and puffy, maybe, but unlike that viktor he's had more experience with the overwhelming feeling of being cared for.
he also hopes he's far more stable besides. emotional lobotomies? unfathomable. never going to happen.]
Well, now we're even. [a weak joke but there you are. he reaches over to cup pal's face, gratefully taking in his eyes again before he asks,] Do you wish to discuss it? I won't pretend I don't have questions. [he'd rather stuff everything he just saw about himself in a neat little box but- yes, maybe that urge isn't one he should gladly follow.]