Viktor allows himself to sink into the embrace, leaning into the kisses and offering some in turn, searching out Jayce's mouth with his own and relishing their closeness even in this terrible moment. He's starved for it, after so long in recovery and with so much more to go that he jumps at the chance, feeling Jayce solid and real and alive under his hands.

He lets it go for as long as he's allowed, pulling away only when Jayce does. There are no real answers yet--he doesn't know when he'll be ready to give one, but in this moment he resolves to treasure what they have for as long as he can.

Jayce brings his attention to the papers, and Viktor swallows hard and nods. He reaches across the bed, to his book full of notes about the summoning ritual, and he closes it, returning it to the bedside table with all the others. Out of the way, but no guarantee he won't return to it later, the possibility there should he choose.

For now, he'll work on something else--something they can work on together.