[This time, Viktor's words almost make him choke and drop the pastry he's holding onto.]

Okay, maybe not everything. [He flushes, biting into the pastry and chewing it with more concentration than necessary.] Even if other people do that all the time.

[Brushing the crumbs off his fingers once he's done eating, Yuuri shuffles over to his suitcase and pulls out his workout clothes.] We can leave after this--I'll be really quick. [His muffles comes out muffled as he struggles to tug his sleep shirt over his head.]