Thread:Victory the NightWing/@comment-38158014-20190513135006/@comment-38158014-20190530201813

Virgil bent his head over a worksheet filled with equations. Occasionally he would sigh when the pencil tip broke, but other than that, the room was quiet.

Until he spoke again, shyly, quietly: "Uh, could you help with me - I mean help me with this question? I know you're smart and... and stuff."