Yuri's the type to get nervous easily, that's never been a secret, but it means that he can often blow things out of proportion. If he misses a jump in the practice and loses even more confidence, it might affect the free skate later ––
Which is what is running through Victor's mind when he sees Yuri take to the air, only to crash on the ice and slide towards the wall, exactly as Victor worried might happen. He's not sure if he should be more annoyed that Yuri disobeyed a direct order, or relieved that Yuri at least had enough spirit to give it a shot, but either way it's frustrating and he has a sudden pang of sympathy for all time times he'd ignored Yakov's orders and done what he thought was best without considering their longterm effect.
Not that it will help Yuri for him to be annoyed, he looks downhearted enough when he comes to the gate to collect his skate guards and water bottle, so Victor doesn't chastise him, only asks "Did you hurt yourself?" and when it's clear that Yuri's fine, shrugs it off, and starts walking them back towards the warm-up space and green room. Yuri's shoulders are slumped and he says nothing, but Victor is still pushing for positive, talking like it meant nothing. "Well, it's common for skaters to nail something they flubbed during practice!"
It's about the only encouraging thing he can think to say, when he's getting nothing from Yuri and he's not sure how to crack this shell. Is it just exhaustion? Is it nerves? The flubbed jump? The pressure of being first? He'd never felt this way, so it's difficult to pinpoint just exactly how to keep this gray mood from snowballing further.
But it's not so bad, right? Perhaps if he just brushes it off, Yuri will latch onto that and start focusing on what he can do isn't of what he didn't, so his laugh is breezy and bright, even when Yuri mumbles an apology he can barely hear. "Well, just continue warming up, nice and easy."
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Date: 2017-04-08 11:32 am (UTC)Which is what is running through Victor's mind when he sees Yuri take to the air, only to crash on the ice and slide towards the wall, exactly as Victor worried might happen. He's not sure if he should be more annoyed that Yuri disobeyed a direct order, or relieved that Yuri at least had enough spirit to give it a shot, but either way it's frustrating and he has a sudden pang of sympathy for all time times he'd ignored Yakov's orders and done what he thought was best without considering their longterm effect.
Not that it will help Yuri for him to be annoyed, he looks downhearted enough when he comes to the gate to collect his skate guards and water bottle, so Victor doesn't chastise him, only asks "Did you hurt yourself?" and when it's clear that Yuri's fine, shrugs it off, and starts walking them back towards the warm-up space and green room. Yuri's shoulders are slumped and he says nothing, but Victor is still pushing for positive, talking like it meant nothing. "Well, it's common for skaters to nail something they flubbed during practice!"
It's about the only encouraging thing he can think to say, when he's getting nothing from Yuri and he's not sure how to crack this shell. Is it just exhaustion? Is it nerves? The flubbed jump? The pressure of being first? He'd never felt this way, so it's difficult to pinpoint just exactly how to keep this gray mood from snowballing further.
But it's not so bad, right? Perhaps if he just brushes it off, Yuri will latch onto that and start focusing on what he can do isn't of what he didn't, so his laugh is breezy and bright, even when Yuri mumbles an apology he can barely hear. "Well, just continue warming up, nice and easy."