[Fortunately, it wasn't as if someone with one leg in the grave and the other in a brace was much of a threat. Viktor faltered for a moment, nervously adjusting the grip on his crutch as gold eyes darted around looking for an excuse.]
I'm...just passing through. [Nailed it.] My name is Viktor.
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I'm...just passing through. [Nailed it.] My name is Viktor.