[ no, wait— he tries to gesture— he'd bantered to himself and clawed at the walls of a cave with notes and theories and wild, haunting scribbling with only a stone in hand so he wouldn't go insane but somehow still felt like he did anyway— ]
I've seen this, before, I—
[ what halts him is both touch and the moment their eyes connect, what was beginning to sound like shaken babbling the quieter he murmured. viktor's palm through the bush of his neglected facial hair grounds him with the start of a swallow and tight, self-controlled (or trying) lips. jayce's eyes keep shaking even when his gaze is fixed, straight into viktor.
he steadies his breathing, secures a hand over the other's boney wrist, cupping entirely around it, and— only nods, quietly. repeatedly, all attention on him like a lifeline, causeing his pupils to have nearly eclipsed the golden color around it.
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I've seen this, before, I—
[ what halts him is both touch and the moment their eyes connect, what was beginning to sound like shaken babbling the quieter he murmured. viktor's palm through the bush of his neglected facial hair grounds him with the start of a swallow and tight, self-controlled (or trying) lips. jayce's eyes keep shaking even when his gaze is fixed, straight into viktor.
he steadies his breathing, secures a hand over the other's boney wrist, cupping entirely around it, and— only nods, quietly. repeatedly, all attention on him like a lifeline, causeing his pupils to have nearly eclipsed the golden color around it.