The card is in his hand, just being pulled out -- when Victor starts speaking in Russian again, causing Yuri to look up. Which isn't far, and he'd somehow, maybe, forgotten that, while not forgetting it entirely, but he nearly knocks into Victor's whole face, which is just tipped down at him, those words all but brushing his skin (his mouth) with Victor's mouth -- and Yuri drops the wallet and the card, both, everything that it might have held, in surprise, remembrance.

In a shock that makes his body start.





He's apologizing before he can stop himself, too many times, scattershot, and he's never ever going to stop blushing, even as he's bending down, to get the cards and Victor's wallet. One between Victor's feet and the other off in the middle of the hall at their side. Trying to check the floor to see if anything went rolling somewhere else. Frantic. Nerves frazzled like he grazed a wire.