[That's still not sound, sir, but he's going to leave it alone. He'll give one more hand kiss instead, like alright - that wraps up that. Don't do that, he's glad nobody is doing that.

Anyway, there's drugs here? Really?]

That's— huh. [Not great. He squeezes Viktor's hand lightly, thinking about the Other Viktor. He does agree; it's unpleasant to think about, but honestly, Lyctor Palamedes should have been a little more helpful in telling him no, damn... judging his other self about it, honestly.] Fair point. Assuming we're supposed to learn some kind of lesson from those two, which I'm choosing to believe because the alternative is pointless exercises in being hurt, then— I'd keep the good parts. Not the drugs.

[The good parts, or: a slightly different flavor of being a supportive partner. Minus the crying. Plus the hands on? Minus the drugs. He could keep going.]

What are you going to do with the vial?