They have now been granted more time than Jayce ever imagined they would get. There will be more chances to talk about their mistakes and intentions, and hopefully get some sort of understanding and redemption. Jayce isn't ready either to talk about what happened at the factory, but perhaps with some time, he will.
"I know Baphomet. I'll have to thank you properly." His eyes were only getting brighter now, closer to actual gold than simply yellow. This Legend's trait was a bit embarrassing, and fairly inconvenient. Jayce couldn't conceal his actual feelings, but that matters little now. What was important was that Viktor would be all right, for now.
"Oh, okay." He looked taken aback by how Baphomet managed to somehow replace Viktor's whole lungs to cure him, and was silent for a couple of moments before speaking again. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be so curt. It's a lot to take in at once, it's all. Magic new lungs, that's...wow. But yes, it's very good, Viktor."
He knew that magic could help people, and had tried to prove that all his life, but Jayce could never have imagined something like this before. The prolonged stress and anxiety of the last month and a half were all too much now that it was over. Jayce's free hand rose to brush at the wetness he could feel pooling at the corner of his eyes, and his breath was a little shallow. He gave Viktor a shaky smile, irises still bright gold, and used their connected hands to pull the man into a tigh hug.
"I'm so happy you're okay, Viktor. I don't know what I would do without you."
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Date: 2023-01-08 11:00 pm (UTC)"I know Baphomet. I'll have to thank you properly." His eyes were only getting brighter now, closer to actual gold than simply yellow. This Legend's trait was a bit embarrassing, and fairly inconvenient. Jayce couldn't conceal his actual feelings, but that matters little now. What was important was that Viktor would be all right, for now.
"Oh, okay." He looked taken aback by how Baphomet managed to somehow replace Viktor's whole lungs to cure him, and was silent for a couple of moments before speaking again. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be so curt. It's a lot to take in at once, it's all. Magic new lungs, that's...wow. But yes, it's very good, Viktor."
He knew that magic could help people, and had tried to prove that all his life, but Jayce could never have imagined something like this before. The prolonged stress and anxiety of the last month and a half were all too much now that it was over. Jayce's free hand rose to brush at the wetness he could feel pooling at the corner of his eyes, and his breath was a little shallow. He gave Viktor a shaky smile, irises still bright gold, and used their connected hands to pull the man into a tigh hug.
"I'm so happy you're okay, Viktor. I don't know what I would do without you."