That's not what it sounded like!

[ He thumped his fists against his chest again, weaker this time, before just... kind of folding over in Viktor's hands, too emotionally weak to even hold his head up. Tears were still falling though, rolling down the trails on his face before dripping onto his clothes or the grown between them. ]

I can't handle this...

[ He sounded pathetic and weak; like he was just a few shakes away from completely breaking apart. ]

I don't know what to even do. Someone just tell me what the hell to do...