You were just like any kid around the block, which meant you got in a lot of fights and scuffles. Viktor didn’t often pay attention to the riff raff outside of his clinic, not ‘til he heard you screaming like a banshee. Viktor had taken you in, given you the occasional meal, though you were still quite the free spirit. So seeing you being pushed around by a group of wannabe gangoons pissed him off beyond belief. He’d have beaten them himself had they not scattered at the sight of him.