"It's not that, it's just... you know. The nightmares, flashbacks, things like that. I won't be a perfect person to live with, you know? And I won't know as much as a different room mate might about the world."

Please, in order for anything inappropriate to happen they'd need a good twenty hours scheduled in just for all the time Ilya would spend asking if this was really happening and if every single action was okay. And that would assume he could work up the courage to start anything more serious than cuddling up to Dolemeck. (On purpose. On accident... nothing is certain.)

"Sometimes I have these nightmares I'm trapped in the gulag but it's this big maze of tunnels, and I can't get out. Or that I'm in some kind of room made of ice and these horrible sounds are echoing everywhere. It's not all the time, but it happens."