[He's quiet for a moment, his hand still in Viktor's hair, stroking the soft strands at the nape of his neck. Finding comfort in that touch, in repeating the same gesture Viktor had done so many times in their years of working together.]

We got a lot of things wrong along the way. But in the end, we did the right thing. In the pursuit of something great, we were still able to do some good. [A small smile. A joke with himself. But also, just a little bit of relief.]