[ A thought that crosses Viktor's mind and right over into Bruno's. He pauses at the kettle, which sits on a little camping stove he had bartered for back during the festival — and wonders why he's suddenly thinking of Mirabel's future.

That it's weird is his own thought on it. It was very abrupt but, then again, maybe because he was thinking of repairs and that could have made him think of the house, and... He gives his head a shake and focuses on checking the kettle's heat. It had been left on for awhile but it seems hot enough still. Next to grabbing some chipped but usable cups and a little metal filter he's been using to catch the leaves. ]

Y-yeah, I can't say I like the whole... soul... thing... Like, is it just me, or do even the coins here seem to, uh, really faintly scream sometimes? That's just. That's creepy. I don't want everything I have around screaming at me, y'know?