[ Viktor smiles a little, looking at Yuuri out of the corner of his eye as they makes their way back to wherever Makkachin is resting now. ]

Weird, isn't it?

Then again, maybe nothing will happen. But in that Retrospec memory, you really managed to dance... You made music with your body on the ice. I'm not a fan of the sport, but I feel more inclined to like it after that. I'd like to see that again with my own eyes.