The door to his lab and workspace creaks open. The sound of machinery thrumming as Viktor puts down his tools to turn to look at whoever just entered. His eyes widen slightly behind his mask, suddenly very aware of who stepped in.

It’s been two years. Honestly, after spending all that time trying to forsake his humanity it was painfully disgusting how just the sight of you made his very heart tremble. If you could see mana, you’d know the magic within him going crazy as he stared down at you. Eyebrows furrowing as he thinks of the best course of action.

Could you recognize him? Is that why you were here? Did his past finally catch up to him? Should he keep his mask on? How did you even find him? Were you just here because you heard of the rumors of him helping those in Zaun?

With a sigh, he finally speaks in that low robotic voice of his.

“ How can I help you?”