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[ Well, that... certainly was a thing that happened. Viktor wishes he could unsee what he witnessed in the library, but it seems like it has etched into his memory forever. Thinking about it makes him sick to his stomach, and eventually he decides that he needs something to keep his mind off it, at least for a little while.

So around noon, a note goes up on the fridge: ]

If you need a distraction after what happened today, come to the dining room at 6 pm.
There will be food and we'll be playing truth or dare!
♥ Viktor Nikiforov ♥

[ There's also a cute doodle of himself underneath his signature. Later in the day, he writes copies of said note and slides them under everyone's doors. ]

[ Those who come to the dining room at will find that Viktor has made plenty of borscht, pancakes and open-faced sandwiches for them. He isn't the best chef ever, but it tastes pretty good and will fill you up! There's also juice, water, and a few bottles of alcohol for those who are old enough to drink; try to be responsible, okay.

And for the truth and dare, he's prepared shots of hot sauce as punishment for those who refuse a dare. ]

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I've never been in a room with this many people before being here. Or spent this much time around anyone. Me and Gold, we meet up once every few years to save the world, and I'll spend the night at his place maybe once a year. We spend even less time with Crys. I don't hang out with people, I don't talk about myself, I don't play truth or dare.

[He barely even spends time with big sis anymore. Not that he ever spent a lot of time with her to begin with.]

And the worst place to rely on anyone is in a place like this. Any of you could kill some, or get killed, or kill Gold, and-

[And every time he leaves the room for the morning he wonders if he's going to find Gold's body later, or if someone's going to decide to poison his meal, or ten thousand kinds of other things, but he's trying anyway, because he doesn't want Gold to be afraid, because he knows it's better than the lonely alternative, he knows it's better than withdrawing into himself and remembering that the world is a cruel and unforgiving place and the only people he can really trust are-]

I'm trying.

[He's tense, and he looks annoyed, but there's a tinge of fear that betrays his expression, and he can't stop tugging at his gloves. Weavile quietly munches on ice, watching both Silver and Watanuki carefully.]

[Oddly enough, that all makes perfect sense to Watanuki. The situation is different, but the reasoning is the same.

They really are too much alike.]

You know, that's the first time I ever played 'truth or dare' too.

[But that's not important right now. What's important is that Silver looks upset, and Watanuki has to help him.

His first instinct is to just go hug him, but he immediately quashes that thought. It may have worked for Hanyuu and Orihime, but they're girls and not nearly as closed off as Silver is. Maybe like Elda then, where he tried relating to her, and then just aggressively friending her? But too much straightforwardness might put him off too.

No, he needs to think about this differently. What would make him feel better, if he was this upset?]

You're doing a good job of trying, too. I...guess I just worry too much sometimes.

[He holds out a hand to Silver. An offering, instead of straight-up grabbing Silver's hand.]

So let's keep trying together then? Maybe between the two of us we can figure something out. Keep ourselves safe, keep Gold safe, and hopefully keep everyone else safe too.

[...Silver's silent for a good long moment. He hears Watanuki's words, and he considers them, but there's something more pressing on his mind, and that's what the hell he's going to do with Watanuki's hand being offered.

Ultimately, he goes for something selfish; he grabs Watanuki's hand, yanks him forward, and hugs him tightly. He's tense as he does it, but he eases into it slowly; he doesn't like being vulnerable in front of other people, but Watanuki is gentle, and he feels like he understands him, at least somewhat, and most importantly he doesn't feel like he has to be strong for him, which is a lot more than he can say for a lot of the people in here.]

[But the moment quickly passes, and Silver looks a little calmer, if uncomfortable; connecting with people isn't exactly his forte, and he isn't sure if that was out of line or not.]

Don't die. I won't forgive you if you do.

[That... Doesn't answer a damn thing that Watanuki said, but he's doing his best.]

[Well okay, a hug is fine too. Watanuki is honestly glad that Silver did that, he really looked like he could use a hug but Watanuki wasn't sure if he should initiate one or not.

Once he figures out what Silver is up to, he goes ahead and hugs him back, not wanting to leave him hanging there. Don't worry Silver, Watanuki can be the strong one.]

So long as you don't die too, I think I can manage that.

[ 'Don't disappear!'

He still doesn't remember why those words are important, but they're stuck in his mind, and he plans on following them.]

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