They wanted me to stand trial before the Council, just like you had too. Argue against all manner of... drummed up charges. Theft of resources was their key indictment. I had stolen time from professors and students with my presence. Nonsense. The amount of tutelage I provided my classmates had... well beyond made up for anything of the sort.

[Now, he hadn't really gotten into this with Jayce. He'd had one drink too many of wine, sleep deprived and worked to the bone alongside his partner, and bragged about it in private. Jayce was the only person he could do that around. Heimerdinger encouraged him to keep his head down about it and Viktor had already been a master of that. He got away with it for years by being subtle. He didn't need to boast. Even with Jayce, it wasn't something he much elaborated on.

They're far away from all that now. Not just in time, but now in place.

He also tries to do the Heimerdinger voice. He is also so bad at it-]

Punish a boy just for wanting an education? Preposterous! [-Viktor laughs, then coughs, ducking his head away from Jayce to direct it towards the tile wall. It takes some time to calm, ragged and wet from exhaustion. The hexcorification did not cure his illness, only kept it at bay... and who could guess for how long? Viktor is in uncharted waters.

The soap bar and his hand return to rub Jayce's shoulder's clean, his back largely taken care of now,]

We met at the correct time, Jayce. I was so held back by my own gratitude. You showed me so much possibility, so many... potentials.