He gladly followed Viktor, almost audibly sighing with relief when they saw the buildings. It looked like a quaint mountain village in the middle of the fields, but at the very least, it meant that the people Yuuri saw writing on the tablets were real. Maybe they were here, somewhere. But then Viktor asked that question, and Yuuri’s world darkened around him for a moment. One hand rose to his mouth in surprise, his eyes widening as he was startled with the realization.
Could the plane have crashed? He supposed it was possible. It was very possible. He was grateful they both survived, if that was the case. But, if that was also the case, everyone he knew would be panicking about them both. The world would be missing the pair of them, not just their families. That’s what happened when the world followed your sport and there were fans everywhere. Yuuri had even gotten some fans lately from Russia, most likely after he’d announced his engagement to Viktor. “I…you don't think…” he stammered, eyes wide.
Easy, came Himari’s voice in his head, soothing but reassuring. It’s not what happened. You are fine. Your family is fine. You aren’t back home. I’m real, I assure you. He’s an idiot for worrying you. Naturally, Himari was being protective of him. Yuuri stopped in his tracks though, the thoughts swirling in his head as he wondered if the others were just passengers on the same plane they had been on. He didn’t even remember that, but maybe that was a result of the crash, if that’s what this was. The dragon hopped over to Viktor, actually nipping at his sleeve irritably, as if to chastise him for putting these thoughts into Yuuri’s mind.