[Yuri had jumped at the shout, but collected himself before Victor popped around the corner. He makes a face but nods at the logic of that.]

Maybe one of the smaller ones so it warms up faster.

[He wrinkles his nose some at the idea of losing power in a damned Siberian snowstorm, but there isn't much he can do about it. He turns back to what he was doing, hoping to at least finish the coffee before they no longer had the capability for the day. And gives Victor an inadvertent look at his choice of attire when his shirt lifted up far enough. The shorts were something of a joke gift that he hadn't thought to just leave at home, given that they were comfortable for sleeping in.

So, congratulations, Victor. You get to watch your crush walking around in tiny shorts that read Are You Nasty? across the backside.]