Viktor is one of the best minds of his generation, though he lacked in physicality he made up for in determination and intelligence. That’s who he is, he’s known for his mind and only his mind.

It wasn’t a secret that Viktor was insecure, that he felt less than others because he was a Zaunite and disabled. He wasn’t perfect.

Until you came along, with your sketches and great imagination, something he admired. Seeing your rendition of his person, on fortunate accident .. You made him feel like he was more than he could be. So he pretended not to notice how you followed his every move or limp and quickly followed it in your sketchbook.

“It would be rude to not let me see, no?” Viktor hums, not looking up from his notes on the blackboard in the lab.