For a moment, he thinks that's the answer. A startled confused response to the question, like in the elevator, or was it the hallway, and it'd taken too many breaths in to actually push out. But Victor follows it with saying he couldn't hear it, and Yuri's mouth presses for a long second. Still. Just absolutely still, before he sighs.
His shoulder dropping some.
And then he moves. Just a little. Tilts his head, but not back and not up.
It presses the side of his temple, his glasses, and his hair against Victor's neck and Victor's jaw more than Yuri's face there. Takes his mouth from being pressed to anything. Makes him have to see the lights of Shanghai, achingly beautiful and distant, like a completely uncaring world, sparkling bright, still moving at every normal pace, like the world hasn't changed at all, over Victor's shoulder.
"Because of the flip." It cobbles. Not the same structure of words.
More effort. More awareness Victor is listening. To him. "Is this all?"
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Date: 2017-04-14 07:17 pm (UTC)His shoulder dropping some.
And then he moves. Just a little.
Tilts his head, but not back and not up.
It presses the side of his temple, his glasses, and his hair against Victor's neck and Victor's jaw more than Yuri's face there. Takes his mouth from being pressed to anything. Makes him have to see the lights of Shanghai, achingly beautiful and distant, like a completely uncaring world, sparkling bright, still moving at every normal pace, like the world hasn't changed at all, over Victor's shoulder.
"Because of the flip." It cobbles. Not the same structure of words.
More effort. More awareness Victor is listening. To him. "Is this all?"