[Of course he's considering this! He'll stay right at this table, even, and keep working throughout the party. At the very least it will take his mind off the execution. Hilda reaches out to grab the paper out of his pocket but Viktor's hand comes up to intercept her, his expression suddenly serious.
(Perhaps he is anticipating that she might try to grab it and run away, which he finds entirely unfair).]
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(Perhaps he is anticipating that she might try to grab it and run away, which he finds entirely unfair).]
What? Don't look at me like that.