[ He finds himself holding his breath when he feels him shudder, pulling his hand away again, staring at the top of Viktor's head when he bows it. For someone who has to be good for catching lies he doesn't seem to grasp the first one, or understand Viktor's guilt. Viktor hasn't needed him for a long, long time. If he trusts Kahlil to do this, then he will. He closes his eyes too, quiet for a handful of seconds as he steels himself. ]
Alright.
[ The agreement is near whispered, belying remnants of his trepidation as he finishes burying it as best he can. His hand searches for Viktor's living metal one, fingers lacing as he gives another glance to the cables. He can think of two ways to do this - either quickly and violently severing all the cables at once with his blade, or attempting to release them individually with the hope that this can be done with some gentleness.
His hand that is already close to the cable at the base of his skull feels around for the port, leveraging with his thumb as he tries to half twist, half pull it to release. ]
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Alright.
[ The agreement is near whispered, belying remnants of his trepidation as he finishes burying it as best he can. His hand searches for Viktor's living metal one, fingers lacing as he gives another glance to the cables. He can think of two ways to do this - either quickly and violently severing all the cables at once with his blade, or attempting to release them individually with the hope that this can be done with some gentleness.
His hand that is already close to the cable at the base of his skull feels around for the port, leveraging with his thumb as he tries to half twist, half pull it to release. ]