[ The brightness illuminates him from the inside out and the last thing Hilda would ever want to is to dampen that. It’s difficult not to be impervious to Viktor’s infectious shine when he’s talking about something he’s clearly passionate about. ]

I think so.

[ And she isn’t lying. Somehow in her infinitely not as technical mind, it does. ]

Sort of like if I gave Perry directions to make drinks, but then he decided he decided on what he wanted to make which could be anything, right?