[Viktor, too, has trouble sleeping, though he does at least try. The way the turtle moves in the water has him drifting off for a few moments here and there, but ultimately it's cold and uncomfortable, and he huddles up against Kyle in order to mitigate that.]
No. Not enough tiny desserts.
[Thinking fondly of happier times together, on boats, might warm him. Or maybe it's just his imagination.
He shifts, turning so that he's facing Kyle, ostensibly to see if that position is any warmer, but finding his hand tracing over spot on his chest where there used to be a wound. How close they came, to not making it out of this alive.]
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No. Not enough tiny desserts.
[Thinking fondly of happier times together, on boats, might warm him. Or maybe it's just his imagination.
He shifts, turning so that he's facing Kyle, ostensibly to see if that position is any warmer, but finding his hand tracing over spot on his chest where there used to be a wound. How close they came, to not making it out of this alive.]
How are you feeling?