Viktor hugged her a little more tightly, sprinkling a few kisses across her cheeks and lips. "Thank you," he murmured. He had been afraid, though he didn't want to admit it, that she'd react badly to hearing such things in his past. It wouldn't be the fist time in his life that had happened. He was very relieved to know that wasn't the case.
"You vould haff liked him, I think," he surprised himself by saying, but he found himself thinking it was true. "And he would love how you are vith Tsveta."