Victor let out a long sigh. What had they been fighting about? It hardly seemed important anymore. Mason had been being an ass, as he always was, and Vic had decided to take it personally. He knew it was stupid then, and he knew it was stupid now, he just had not been able to stop himself. He had a defensive streak for his friends, and let's face it, he had been friends with Mao longer than he had Mason... then again he had done things with Mason that would probably play all too well into Mao's porn-infatuated brain.
"I'll always want to see you, Mason." He spoke quietly, voice soft but honest as he watched that dark gaze. "Even if you're not fun, even if you feel terrible, I'll want to be around you, I..." He trailed quickly off, biting his lip as he cut himself off quickly. He did not need to open a can and start another, bigger situation. He took in another slow breath before nodding, closing his eyes to try and refocus himself. "I'll always be here to make you feel better, when you need it," he said quietly. "If you want it. If you want me."