Viktor couldn't help but grin. Melinda was very good with his children, and yes, her dragon roar definitely pleased his son greatly. It warmed his heart that she was willing to give up some of her time off just to watch Misha, so he could spend a little one-on-one time with his daughter. "Thank you, love," he murmured, hugging her more tightly. It meant a lot to him. Tsveta did need him and just him sometimes, especially as she got older.
He wondered for a moment if he should hesitate, but he had never been particularly ashamed of his history, aside from perhaps actually marrying his ex wife, though Misha was something he could never regret. "I loved Mikhail very much for a long time," he admitted, the only hesitation being that it wasn't the easiest to talk about. "Even after ve stopped seeing each other, he vas my best friend." Awkawrdness and all, initially.