"Years? I didn't even know you wanted anythin' to fuckin do with me until a relatively short while ago." He replied, giving him an odd look. He reached down to run a pale hand down the other's back, as if actually trying to comfort him, even though he probably wouldn't admit that was his aim if anyone actually asked, and he still didn't seem all that concerned about it despite Victor's protestations, really.
He moved, however, so they were both standing behind a fairly tall piece of wall, that covered him to the waist at least..unless of course someone else was also behind the pieve of rubble, but hell, it was better then nothing and he wanted to do something to placate him as it seemed to him that he needed it.
"It'll be a'right...really." It was a weak comfort at best, but fuck, he'd always sucked really bad at this... He sighed, letting him take ahold of his arm, not moving any more as he glanced towards the guards, he frowning sharply, but maybe he should just listen to them, for Victor's sake if nothing else.