[viktor huffs. shame, that would be pretty much the funniest thing he'd do in his life. probably not worth it but he can dream.]

He will be, I'm sure. Even if Allen did not know me he would likely put himself out to help. [a sigh, though fond. that guy. apparently his kind of people are busybodies, who would have thought. but yes they'll ask, they aren't heathens. probably apologize for the ghost racket too, though if he heard he probably would have ran in so it's fine.

and that gets a snort.] Yes, the paleblood loving cult. I suppose that has it's perks in this case. [and then a small laugh.] Oh come now, first bunsen burners and now cots? I feel you do not appreciate my lab at all, Palamedes.

[he turns, smiling at the shoulder kiss.] I think I do too. At least I truly believe there is a chance I did not have at home.