I know. [ Even if he hadn't been there, even if he's just hearing about all of this for the first time, the one thing that Viktor knows is that Jayce would never intensionally harm a child. The strain in his voice just solidifies that fact, the obvious weight of guilt in Jayce's tone, the shame in having to share it.
Jayce leans away from him, hides in his hand, and Viktor's chest clenches. His light dims literally to reflect the figurative cloud hanging over him now, and Viktor leans against his side to wrap an arm around his waist. Resting his cheek against Jayce's shoulder, he gently rubs his side with one hand as the other reaches for Jayce's to pull away from his face. ]
A painful but effective solution. [ He doesn't need to say it aloud, but he would never invent a situation like that for Jayce to have experienced during the time they were separated by Viktor's coma. ]
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Jayce leans away from him, hides in his hand, and Viktor's chest clenches. His light dims literally to reflect the figurative cloud hanging over him now, and Viktor leans against his side to wrap an arm around his waist. Resting his cheek against Jayce's shoulder, he gently rubs his side with one hand as the other reaches for Jayce's to pull away from his face. ]
A painful but effective solution. [ He doesn't need to say it aloud, but he would never invent a situation like that for Jayce to have experienced during the time they were separated by Viktor's coma. ]