Seeing confirmation that their relationship is never meant to be more than platonic allows a certain ease across Yuri's body. He wasn't ready to meet someone for that kind of relationship yet, and he didn't feel the spark that normally were meant to be automatic between romantic soulmates.

After forcing himself to give a quick, customary glance Yuuri's way, Yuri's eyes shoot forward quickly. Victor, huh?

"I don't care what your leg says, I'm not giving him up." As soon as the words escape from Yuri's mouth, the burning sensation returns to his shoulder. It's almost like a stab now. Sighing, he looks back to Yuuri, though he's sure to keep his eyes squarely on his face. "He made me a promise. I gave up quads and worked even harder to make sure I got that program."