So no one knows why they are here. He visibly bristles, however, at the idea of being brought here to be someone's pampered pet. He has no interest in being viewed as a pet by people or creatures he doesn't know.

The East End. Victor is familiar enough with the area. The overcrowding and poverty do not help in most cases. It makes sense that someone potentially from his own time would dislike the idea of going back. He is not sure he is fond of the idea himself, but if he is going to be trapped in Hell, he would prefer one of his own making that he at least had some modicum of control over.

"I can imagine it is not easy to live there. I do not live all that far from the East End myself. Though, I think I would prefer to be with the people I know than not."