[Viktor had acquired a bar of soap in their looting of supplies and will make good use of it. He wets and rubs it sudsy before applying it directly to Jayce's back. His other hands follows, making gentle circles along injured flesh. It is difficult to tell what is scar and what is just clumped on dirt. The soap isn't going to really discriminate, so any lines of blood Viktor incidentally brings to the surface will make him narrow his eyes in a wince. He powers through his feelings of inadequacy at this... tender a task. Jayce is acting so fragile, a word Viktor would have never applied to the man, save that first time... stood on a ledge.
He takes more time for the task, cupping fresh water into his hand and spreading that with his palm. Being firm, but careful. Jayce is usually such a talker. Whatever the details of what happened to him, he is truly a changed man.
But he is still Jayce. Viktor feels the urge to take up that mantle, to be the one who soothingly fills the air with chatter. It doesn't need to be about anything important. In fact, it shouldn't be. It should just distract.]
Do you remember my story... about how I got started going to the Academy? [he recalls Jayce's delight the first time Viktor explained it to him, but it was a long time ago, now. A reminder might be nice?]
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[Viktor had acquired a bar of soap in their looting of supplies and will make good use of it. He wets and rubs it sudsy before applying it directly to Jayce's back. His other hands follows, making gentle circles along injured flesh. It is difficult to tell what is scar and what is just clumped on dirt. The soap isn't going to really discriminate, so any lines of blood Viktor incidentally brings to the surface will make him narrow his eyes in a wince. He powers through his feelings of inadequacy at this... tender a task. Jayce is acting so fragile, a word Viktor would have never applied to the man, save that first time... stood on a ledge.
He takes more time for the task, cupping fresh water into his hand and spreading that with his palm. Being firm, but careful. Jayce is usually such a talker. Whatever the details of what happened to him, he is truly a changed man.
But he is still Jayce. Viktor feels the urge to take up that mantle, to be the one who soothingly fills the air with chatter. It doesn't need to be about anything important. In fact, it shouldn't be. It should just distract.]
Do you remember my story... about how I got started going to the Academy? [he recalls Jayce's delight the first time Viktor explained it to him, but it was a long time ago, now. A reminder might be nice?]