"I knew I hated this place," Five says under his breath, frowning. He's not sure if Viktor heard him, but figures some clarification is needed either way. Mostly because he look on his face isn't nearly as excited as it ought to be.

"This isn't how I wanted this to happen," he says. Five understands that he's been dragging his ass and that Viktor's been more patient than any person should be. And maybe he should be used to living at the whim of something deciding his fate for him. Outside of Darrow, it was the Timeline. Here, it's enchanted mistletoe.

Maybe he's just gotten used to being able to make his own decisions these days.