[Viktor expects to be spotted, instead of the other way around--Kyle is better at this than him, and Viktor stands out. The hand on his shoulder has him momentarily tensing, but as soon as he turns his shoulders relax in apparent relief.]
Kyle.
[His worry is betrayed by the slightest hint of a smile, though his eyes still scan all over him in turn, looking for sign of injury. He's not sure how affectionate they should be in public and he fumbles his hands a little, not certain where to put them but very much wanting them on Kyle.
Viktor, for his part, looks more-or-less like he always does--underfed and lacking sleep--but nothing else is out of the ordinary.]
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Kyle.
[His worry is betrayed by the slightest hint of a smile, though his eyes still scan all over him in turn, looking for sign of injury. He's not sure how affectionate they should be in public and he fumbles his hands a little, not certain where to put them but very much wanting them on Kyle.
Viktor, for his part, looks more-or-less like he always does--underfed and lacking sleep--but nothing else is out of the ordinary.]
You're unharmed?