"Aye, you can ask me that." His smile was reassuring as he held Ilya, then allow his body to flop on to the side, so they were both laying down. Ilya looked exhausted, so he thought that was a wise move to make, so he would rest a bit. His hand continued to rub at the other young man's back, just doing everything he could to let him know he was there and not going away.

"It's okay now, Ilya. It's going to be okay now. No one will ever treat you like that again." He whispered.