Ah. Well, turning his head to see Jayce in only a towel that does very little for the imagination- needless to say it takes Viktor a moment to process that. Then another moment to appreciate it. It is a sight he could very quickly get used to, more so now that he doesn't need to feel any sort of conflict about it. In all fairness Jayce going shirtless in his forge is simply unfair and he doesn't think the man has any real idea how he affects people sometimes.

Viktor leans into the hand in his hair without thinking, lips quirking in a crooked but sincere little smile at that shy tone. "You are incredibly lovely, Jayce Talis," he informs, using his cane to push himself to his feet before gesturing to his back. "Help me with this, will you? Just unlatch to the side there."

He can do it himself easily enough but it is nice not to twist around and irritate his already complaining back with it. "And then I will shower and we can return to our earlier discussion." Which is kissing, mostly. That's what he'd prefer to return to, even if maybe there are some matters to be addressed. If Jayce is going to be lounging about his room in a towel he really doesn't think anyone would blame him for distraction from such matters.