"Misha isn't that inventive yet, so perhaps I am going to luck out," Viktor said in a voice filled with humor. He'd ended up hiring a cleaning service for Mikhail to fix his ink incident and it had taken quite a while for all the ink to wear off Tsveta.
Viktor wished he could cheer her somehow, or present her with an answer to her questions. "I vould allow Amiri to be studied, but I do not think she would be amenable to freedom for the effort, though you could ask her." He hmmmed softly, thinking. "You might do better to go outside of the UK," he said after a moment. "Vhere thinking is not so restricted about such things."