Viktor shudders in Jayce's arms, trying to stifle the worst of it, but they both know it's pointless. He's allowed to feel this way--he's allowed to seek comfort, even though he knows it's too much to ask. What matters is that they're here for each other, and Jayce makes that known immediately. He's heard this before, of course--Jayce isn't stingy with his feelings, but the conviction and the sheer belief he has in the two of them is overwhelming.

Just like in the Council room, the day they first met, Viktor is won over by Jayce's passion. They have to do this, and he has to survive this, because there is no alternative.

After a moment, he emerges from the embrace, taking Jayce's face in his hands, brushing his thumbs across his cheeks. "We have a real chance." Viktor wants to sound braver than he feels, even as he somewhat unsuccessfully blinks away the wetness in his eyes. "But if the worst happens, you have to live your life. As completely and fully as you can. Promise me."