The moment Yuuri saw Himari actually reach out to Viktor, he reached out a hand to stop it, but Domovoi got there first. He sighed with relief when Viktor pulled the two animals apart, then rested one hand reassuringly on Himari’s neck, focusing on calming himself down. “Sorry. I think that was because of me,” admitted Yuuri sheepishly, his fingers still soothing. “I hadn’t even considered a plane crash until you mentioned it and I got to worrying about every one back home missing us or worrying about us. And I guess she’s just a little protective.” He studied the small dragon, but then held out his own hand to the Gryffin on Viktor’s shoulder, offering a greeting more properly.
“I can’t hear you, but I know you can hear me. I’ll try to work with Himari better in the future, because you two are going to have to get along. We’re together, after all.” Yuuri paused and with his other hand reached out to take Viktor’s hand, lacing their fingers together. Typical Yuuri, trying to out everyone at ease around him whenever he could. Typical Japanese, certainly. “But I agree. No matter how we got here, what matters right now is that we can’t sleep out here tonight. Maybe there’s people over there or some kind of shelter that we can borrow. If there is, let’s go.”
He gently tugged Viktor’s hand, head lowered a bit in embarrassment as he pulled them in the right direction again. I’m going to have to be more careful if she’s this protective. Vitya is wonderful, but sometimes he does or says things without thinking about how it might effect someone else. I also tend to panic or worry all too easily sometimes. He could practically feel Himari staring him down, as if she could read his thoughts currently. She probably could, he realized belatedly, but that wasn’t te most important thing they needed to do now.