It was hard to miss that Valentines Day was arriving given the advertisements, decorations and the complaints of the attached men in the office. Hm. Last Valentine's Day the man he had feelings for had been a rather recently created ghost and had obviously been preoccupied with that. The years before that, he had been rather unattached. Did men typically do things for their male lovers even if said lover wasn't a ghost?

Then he had come into the knowledge of a new drug called Spiritus Sancti. Some of the features of it... well. It sounded appealing. He didn't know how to bring it up to Victor though. Or if he should. What if it turned out to be a hoax and they got their hopes up for nothing?

As it was, he had put it out of his mind for the time being as he spoke to Victor about a selection of books he had purchased for them to read together. Or rather, for Leonid to read aloud or for Victor to read over his shoulder. Whichever Victor felt like doing. The subject shifted and Leonid was a little surprised as to the direction it had taken. "No, you hadn't. I figured you would tell me if you felt I should know or whenever you felt comfortable telling me."