Victor raises a hand to massage the back of Yuuri's neck, sliding his fingertips beneath the collar of his costume in search of further knots of tension. There isn't much more for him to say, though they could probably go on for hours: Yuuri vomiting guilt and Victor clearing it away with logic. It isn't going to fix anything now; Blue Rose will still be dead and Yuuri will still feel that the blame is somehow his to shoulder. But, when Yuuri's had time to really rest and recover, maybe it will help him then.
And Blue Rose will still be dead.
"We're both filthy," Victor says, changing the subject before Yuuri can try to claim the blame again. "Maybe we should go get cleaned up."
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Victor raises a hand to massage the back of Yuuri's neck, sliding his fingertips beneath the collar of his costume in search of further knots of tension. There isn't much more for him to say, though they could probably go on for hours: Yuuri vomiting guilt and Victor clearing it away with logic. It isn't going to fix anything now; Blue Rose will still be dead and Yuuri will still feel that the blame is somehow his to shoulder. But, when Yuuri's had time to really rest and recover, maybe it will help him then.
And Blue Rose will still be dead.
"We're both filthy," Victor says, changing the subject before Yuuri can try to claim the blame again. "Maybe we should go get cleaned up."