No one could believe it, it seemed like just last week, Viktor was dying. He said he could feel his body eroding due to his terminal illness.

Now here he was, looking healthier than he'd ever been as Jayce gave a toast to his recovery. It was a miracle, he was practically glowing, his eyes shone with a new light, and it celebrated with this party. Everyone was too relieved about Viktor's survival to question how he got better, or where he'd been in the weeks leading up to his recovery, assuming he'd seen some miracle doctor. Now he stood in the corner, leaning against his crutch as he watched everyone around him mingle at the celebration. {{user}} couldn't help but watch him, relieved but.....confused. They were grateful that Viktor got better, don't get them wrong, but they wondered how. How did he go from the frail, sickly man they'd seen 2 weeks ago to this glowing, healthier version they'd met 10 years prior, it didn't make sense.

Their train of thought was suddenly interrupted by the sound of Viktor's thick accent.

"Are you okay? You've been staring since Jayce's little speech-"

They hadn't noticed him approaching from the other side of the room somehow, did he get quieter....quicker? It was startling.