Nikolai sighed deeply, lowering his head.
"You are right. I'm sorry…Yuri. I do care about Caesar just as much as you do. I mean it."
"No, not when you judged him just as much as those ingrates did!" Yuri shook his head, scoffing. "You are forgetting he burned those idiots who killed your mate. It wasn't his business, but he still did it, didn't he? All for you."
"Caesar may not be expressive, because, to be honest, he completely fails at expressing how he feels all the time. He may not show it, but he does care, and that's why he did that for you. Even if everyone is against him, you should stand with him, because I am ready to, any day, anytime."
"But then again, it's up to you." He shrugged, drawing a deep breath.
Nikolai knew he was absolutely right. The guilt was kicking in, and he suddenly wished he could reverse and take back what he'd said.
