Summary:

"Someone did this to me." Ilya can only nod, knowing that there's not much else to say. What comfort can he offer, when he can only imagine the turmoil that Shane must feel? "You're safe now," he offers, hoping that it can offer some measure of solace. Shane's eyes flit back to him, wide and swallowed up by a tangle of emotions. "I always was," he says, his voice hushed. "You were there." • • • • • Shane is drugged by heat inducers at the club, and Ilya is there to help him through it.