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"Hi! This is Viktor Nikiforov!
Please leave a message!"

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[fourlevels]

[ Viktor calls the number back a couple hours later; he'd been training at the time the call came in and returns it while he's even still at the rink. ]

Dr. Lecter! Yura told me he made a doctor friend, and I'm very glad you called.

[badtouchingyourfood]

[ A friend, huh? He somehow doubts that's how Yuri described it. ]

Of course. I figure it's both helpful for both of you, and fun for me in the meantime. I saw him perform not too long ago. I'm surprised he managed with a recent injury.

[fourlevels]

[ Nope, that is 100% Viktor putting words in Yuri's mouth. ]

Mmm, it would be incredibly helpful. Ah, you must have seen him perform before the injury then; as soon as he was healed and discharged from the hospital, I restricted his training until we know how his knee will fare. An expert's opinion would put my mind at ease.

[badtouchingyourfood]

All you'll have to do is provide lunch for the free service. [ A chuckle. ] I'm kidding.

[ Seems a bit strange Viktor saw over his medical care that extent if only because Hannibal isn't familiar with just how much time figure skaters spend training on the ice with their coaches.

Are you his guardian as well as his coach?

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor laughs too, the sound of it bright and free of cynicism. ]

I'd gladly pay for a month's worth of lunches if you can clear Yura of any injury!

Yes, I actually am his guardian here. Back home we're just rink mates, but I've known him for several years because of our career.