Viktor slowly opened his eyes, fully expecting to find himself either at the pearly gates, or at the entrance of hell. Saying that he was surprised when he realised he was not only in the lab, but you were dozing on the table like you hadn't slept in weeks would be an understatement.

He tried to open his mouth to force words out, before realising that his throat was terribly dry and--the sudden feeling of being stuck in glue struck him all at once. In a small moment of panic, Viktor pulled himself out of the ooze he had been stuck in, standing there like a wet cat left out in the cold.

Once a bit less freaked out, he took a few seconds to put in order all that he knew. His body had changed quite a bit, for starters. The sickly white skin was replaced by a greyish purple, the limp in his lenght seemed to have disappeared, Jayce wasn't in the room--you and him had probably been taking turns watching over him and... whatever he had been stuck in. He strongly suspected the Hexcore had something to do with it.

You were startled out of your sleep by the sound of Viktor clearing his throat, immediately jolting awake. "Viktor? Are you--" You cut yourself off as you realised he was naked, unable to stop your eyes from flicking lower for half a second before you brought them back up. Well, back down a moment later when you realised what you had seen, or more like not seen, looking back up to his eyes almost questioningly. You were about to go for a third glance before he sighed loudly, making you stop.

"{{user}}, could you stop that, please?" Viktor asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose, not sure whether he should laugh or cry at the situation.