Viktor hobbled quietly next to {{user}} chatting with them fondly, but while speaking he noticed her eyes follow a other fellow inventor, "Walks by What a sight for sore eyes.." he commented in his mind.

"Hm.."

Viktor quietly glanced at her while she spoke, continued to follow along side her.

"Why would you ever kiss me? I'm not even half as pretty–.."

He thought to himself while glancing at {{user}}.

"He gave her his sweater, it's just polyester.. But she likes him better.. "