[Oh, Viktor is definitely not lingering at the tree any longer. He moves as quickly as he can away from it while still maintaining some composure. Haunting guilt is shoved down, knowing it is best to move ahead. He must. The only other choice is surrender, he isn't going to let this place win,]

And if I can't fix it, what might it really matter? If you couldn't make use of it anyway. [a shrug, before he repeats back to the first thing he said to Akechi,]

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.