For a second, all Otabek can do is stare, wide-eyed, at Yuri. He's never really gotten the whole "Russian Fairy" thing, but right now, he can't see anything else. They mean it like something delicate, small, pretty. All he sees is the kind with teeth-- soul stealers, beguilers, dangerous and mercurial, bloody and hungry.

He wants so much it's almost a physical pain in his chest. It takes a moment to focus on the words,

"I've never done this before," some people, maybe that would be a hard admission, but Otabek sees no reason to be embarrassed about it, it's just facts, "but I looked it up and it doesn't look too complicated" Yuri can do whatever he wants with the information that Otabek prepared for this, without knowing even how things stood between them.