[ The shift is disorienting at first, he keeps hold of Viktor's hands for that stability as the ground disappears beneath them and the world opens up, his gaze drifting across the endless space. But his focus is soon drawn back to Viktor - and himself - with their hands still clasped he lifts them to either side, unwinding their fingers so that palms splay against palms, and he watches the iridescent colors dance across their skin.
When his gaze returns to Viktor's face, he seems more like himself to Kyle than the version in the commune, his expression less dulled by whatever he'd experienced in those months, the bright gold of his eyes returned. Whatever questions he might come up with are set aside as he draws their hands back, leaning forward to kiss him. ]
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When his gaze returns to Viktor's face, he seems more like himself to Kyle than the version in the commune, his expression less dulled by whatever he'd experienced in those months, the bright gold of his eyes returned. Whatever questions he might come up with are set aside as he draws their hands back, leaning forward to kiss him. ]