Hestia nodded, her fingers moving easily into place beside Viktor's. "I just wish that I knew how much time," she said somberly as she gripped his hand.
Hestia knew what she needed to do to keep him safe, to keep him from being connected to her should things become more desperate, but she hadn't yet prepared herself for that. She felt like she only had two options: tell Viktor everything and only endanger him more, or convince him that she wasn't the sort of woman he should be with right now and break ties to keep him safe. She didn't want to make either decision, but sooner or later, she knew how much he meant to her, and Hestia knew that she would have to do something.