"It is," he murmurs, ghosting his lips against the nape of Xander's neck. It's obvious he's happy for his presence, but not because he's telling him to drink water.

Viktor is moulding himself around his partner's back, slowly hooking his chin on his shoulder and wrapping an arm around his middle like a clingy koala as he watches their interaction.

"I am surprised we haven't collaborated already." He's definitely been wanting to, but he and Barcus were both so busy with their own things for the past while. "We could certainly build something amazing, and lose a record amount of sleep while we are at it."

He notices the way Barcus relaxes, his eyes drooping. Viktor smiles faintly.

"Magical, isn't he? Without even a spell to speak of." He's talking to Barcus about how great Xander is at hand massages, of course, sounding as smitten as a blushing bride.