Jayce kisses his cheeks gently and then his forehead. He puts an arm around him and pulls him into a hug, nuzzling his nose into Viktor's hair. He simply holds him. They've gotten through a lot together, and what he's learned recently is that they can get past even the roughest parts. The news of his death is harsh, he's not entirely certain he's figured out his feelings about it yet either, so Viktor isn't the only one who has to think.

"Neither am I. I promise." They may have found themselves at an impasse, but it isn't breaking them up. Jayce didn't say these things to force a choice, he was simply drawing his own line, for now. For both of them to know. "I brought the papers you wanted. Maybe doing some work would be good." A distraction. They're both so good at those.