Nonsense, you have nothing to be sorry for. [ Viktor waves his hand back and worth, clearing the air and dismissing any apologies or bad feelings on Jayce's part. ] Please, continue.

[ Cursing himself for making things awkward, Viktor busies himself with tapping his fingers against the bench beside him where he's leaning a hand to support himself. ] I just... [ Should he even go so far as to mention it? It's embarrassing to be so sensitive, but the reason behind it is just as awkward. He could lie and say that it was something about the state of his leg, either the nerves themselves or his nervousness around being touched. But he wants Jayce to know the real him, so he feels compelled to tell the truth. ] You haven't exactly seen any suitors banging on our door, have you?