"What do you mean, handsome how?" Viktor is prevented from further outrage by Jayce capturing his mouth, and he indulges in spite of himself, even if he certainly has more to say on the matter. "You're a mathematician, aren't you? Surely you understand that certain ratios are naturally pleasing, in an aesthetic sense."

It's all in the proportions, Jayce.

"Sometimes I think about how unfair it is, that you have the mind you do, and also look like this."

Viktor knows he gives off the impression that he cares only for his work and little else--doesn't really think about his own personal needs, to say nothing of sparing any thought for the aesthetics of other people, but he's got his own wants and preferences regardless. He is, in fact, capable of finding someone attractive, though in Jayce's case, it's not without taking his ego down a peg. He scoffs.

"Boyfriend, Jayce? We're not teenagers."