The touch on his wrist snaps him out of his moment and he tilts his skates to stop though he doesn't look at Victor just yet. That look on his face lingers, the distant, sad sort of look that he can't really put words to just yet and he takes a deep breath and let's it out slowly.

"You should have told me when it happened," he said softly, a slight tremble going through him. "I would have--it wouldn't have hurt near as bad as finding out from Yuri."

Because while he knew that the other skater was just an angry fifteen year old, it wasn't like the other to just say things like that to be cruel. There was usually some sort of truth to everything that he said.

Yuuri turns finally and there's a watery look to his eyes as he stares at the other skater.

"How many other people have you dated and cheated on?"