[it really takes viktor a beat too long to realize where this is going, and shame on him for that. mostly he's trying not to make a face at flimsy still being the most offensive thing he's ever had to deal with in his life, so when he catches sight of the titles he has to laugh.

it's a bark of a thing, followed by flipping it open to regard the poems properly, lips still quirked. oh boy, he could not wait until they woke up and he got to let pal never live this down. he's kind of proud of him, actually.]

Hm, well it's certainly eh... florid. Is this one about Matthias Nonius? [ortus is so so lucky viktor knows he would not appreciate the teasing about this because what a gold mine. it's an actual tragedy.] The naming convention leaves something to be desired. Are you allowed to be reading this or am I aiding in some Sixth related crime?