[despite not knowing her voice the words are very much like the stranger's, something he'd expect from their brief interaction. viktor snorts, unable to see a point in taking any offense to it.]

No, I am afraid not. The undercity's unique chemical cocktail at work, as you can see, on multiple levels. [dry as dust, and though there's humor there it's a touch too sharp. funnily his health hasn't even been morbidly amusing to him as of late.]

Why did you call me here? I can't tell if you are too good intentioned, too curious or I am about to be mugged.