[ a hand on his chest it is— but only briefly. the acceleration rune has been quiet since they were outside. jayce at most allows a comforting touch to linger, before his hands return to his lap. he'll hardly feel comfortable like this in the long run, and the back of the van is pretty spacey, so . . .
he shuffles around, stretches his legs out, scoots down, and aligns his head with viktor's, side by side. he takes a deep breath in— its edges still shaking from the aftermath of all of this, before he replies, quietly: ]
You don't have to. I . . . Know.
[ they are words laced with sorrow, and jayce manages to turn his head to face him. he'll never get another chance to say this to this viktor. he deserved so much more than confusion, but there's a limit to what jayce feels he could share about his own timeline. does he need to suffer more, over something he couldn't do anything about?
jayce treads carefully, but genuinly. ]
I should've been there for you— I'm . . . So sorry.
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he shuffles around, stretches his legs out, scoots down, and aligns his head with viktor's, side by side. he takes a deep breath in— its edges still shaking from the aftermath of all of this, before he replies, quietly: ]
You don't have to. I . . . Know.
[ they are words laced with sorrow, and jayce manages to turn his head to face him. he'll never get another chance to say this to this viktor. he deserved so much more than confusion, but there's a limit to what jayce feels he could share about his own timeline. does he need to suffer more, over something he couldn't do anything about?
jayce treads carefully, but genuinly. ]
I should've been there for you— I'm . . . So sorry.