I am sure they will be fine. [said so mildly. surely, if they aren't lusting over pal or something they have nothing to feel weird about? obviously. yes, he realizes he shouldn't find spooking the blood minister wildlife this amusing but what can you do, really.
he almost says something about love again but decides just to save it, purchasing their lunch and heading for the lumenarium. he's been remaining steadfastly ambivalent to his lungs, too burnt from their time with the berries to revel in the clear feeling and the new strength, but he can't help but notice how much easier the walk is. how much nice. maybe things like he can kiss pal senseless again without keeping an eye on his own limits.
ah. if only these moments were ever not so god damned complicated, emphasis on the god damned in this case.
viktor smiles when he sees pal, ignoring his poor coworkers to approach and yes, can anyone blame him for a deep kiss in greeting? not with i love you still on his lips. he doesn't really have a free hand between the crutch and bag to cup his jaw or grasp his arm, sadly, but after a moment he pulls only a little back.]
Hello. [this has been a whiplash of the day. for the moment he can focus on it being hard not to smile though.] You look suitably unbloodied, thank you.
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he almost says something about love again but decides just to save it, purchasing their lunch and heading for the lumenarium. he's been remaining steadfastly ambivalent to his lungs, too burnt from their time with the berries to revel in the clear feeling and the new strength, but he can't help but notice how much easier the walk is. how much nice. maybe things like he can kiss pal senseless again without keeping an eye on his own limits.
ah. if only these moments were ever not so god damned complicated, emphasis on the god damned in this case.
viktor smiles when he sees pal, ignoring his poor coworkers to approach and yes, can anyone blame him for a deep kiss in greeting? not with i love you still on his lips. he doesn't really have a free hand between the crutch and bag to cup his jaw or grasp his arm, sadly, but after a moment he pulls only a little back.]
Hello. [this has been a whiplash of the day. for the moment he can focus on it being hard not to smile though.] You look suitably unbloodied, thank you.