[poetry, that has viktor looking over with a touch of surprise. it sounds almost like something out of a spell, and he kind of wants to hear the whole thing with how fluidly pal offered it.] A poem?

Ah. [focus.] Yes, court intrigue is exactly the environment for romance novel I imagine. Necromancer princesses... that's an odd thought.

[part of him still sees necromancers as the type living in caves and towers, digging bodies up. he wonders if that's rude now that he knows one, it's not like he thinks pal would steal a dead body. probably. not without a good reason at least.

enough of that, his eyes draw to the press of their arms before he focuses himself to focus. he adjusts the napkin to write in a spindly hand 'Avoid: obsessive jealousy, love triangles.' he draws a little triangle next to that because it seemed fitting. ]

Well that's disliked aspects, what about things to try and accomplish? [what makes a academic thriller romance adventure good? he hasn't the slightest clue. his brow furrows as he tries to think of what he likes about romance in a story and largely comes up empty handed.]