Viktor would be lying if he said watching these mental gymnastic didn't fill him with a certain amount of satisfaction.
"It is a fair question," Viktor confirms, for exactly that reason. Viktor stops walking, taking his sunglasses off to look at Nathan.
"It's me." His lips twist into a smile, somewhat sad. He speaks with all of the grace and quiet deliberation as he always has. "You know Vanya wasn't even my real name? The name on my birth certificate is Number Seven." Numbered as he was like the rest, he didn't ever get to be useful. As a matter of fact, his number indicated his uselessness to Hargreeves.
"I'm Viktor. It's who I've always been." And God, the vice-grip on his lungs slackens every time he says it. That much is clear by the way his smile turns hopeful, bright as his future.
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Date: 2022-07-05 10:27 pm (UTC)"It is a fair question," Viktor confirms, for exactly that reason. Viktor stops walking, taking his sunglasses off to look at Nathan.
"It's me." His lips twist into a smile, somewhat sad. He speaks with all of the grace and quiet deliberation as he always has. "You know Vanya wasn't even my real name? The name on my birth certificate is Number Seven." Numbered as he was like the rest, he didn't ever get to be useful. As a matter of fact, his number indicated his uselessness to Hargreeves.
"I'm Viktor. It's who I've always been." And God, the vice-grip on his lungs slackens every time he says it. That much is clear by the way his smile turns hopeful, bright as his future.