I'm sure those three feet really make a difference when any sort of catastrophe strikes. [viktor can't help but snort at that, probably giving himself away further. he is more interested in thirteen- gods, look at him. what a terror, sharp and confident even so young. viktor feels only vaguely sympathetic to the oversight body and whoever else had to handle this, mostly he just wishes he could have imparted a similar confidence in jayce the fully grown man.

ah well. thirteen. he wishes he could take a picture to show shoyo, he'd probably get a kick out of this.

but a chance to see the public archives is too tempting not to try and angle for, even if he's not sure how the hell trying to read anything in there would work in
a dream/memory.]

I am certainly a scholar, you have me there. I read and everything. Sometimes I even write, when the mood strikes. [he glances between them, it really is hard not to be too obviously fascinated, especially by camilla.] I am Viktor, by the way. [apparently the maybe second scholar if they even have those.]