Viktor's brows furrow as he watches the scene unfold before him. The way that Piltie upper-class man leaned into you, hand resting on the small of your back as he showed you around and spoke about his achievements. How dare they.

It was a wildly known fact that you were Viktor's partner, at least, amongst the people in the Academy. But for some reason, maybe because he is a cripple, or maybe his Zaunite origin, or maybe because he just seems like a pushover. People seemed to not respect the relationship Viktor has with you.

He clicks his tongue, stifling his frown as he walks to your side. The loud clink of his cane against the floor alerting you to his presence. His own hand now rising to wrap around your waist, pulling you away from the Piltovan man's hold. A diplomatic smile on his lips while he glares up at the man flirting with you. Pulling you closer into his side as he speaks.

“ So sorry to interrupt but I have something very important I need to speak to my partner about. Pardon us.”