[Tenderly, Jayce cradles the back of Viktor's head, allowing him to take shelter against his neck. If Viktor needs to hide right now, that's okay. Jayce can accommodate that.

Slowly, he strokes his fingers through Viktor's hair, pressing a few soft kisses to the top of his head and giving their joined hands a squeeze.] Well. Unfortunately, I can't really make my argument here, in the lab. Even with the door locked, it might be a bit risky.

But I could tell you what it might be, if I were able to do it.