[Brad gets himself up and out of bed quickly, so Viktor attempts to follow suit. He sits up and swings his own legs over the edge of the mattress, though cannot stand so easily. There is a leg brace he pulls over to himself and begins to latch into place. The crutch is taken when offered, with a nod of thanks, and set within reach for when he's ready for it.

Should he change his clothes, shower, anything like that? Sure, but he's already late. It isn't like they worked up a sweat, anyways. Just... slept. Peacefully. He watches Brad raid his kitchen set up while he's fiddling the brace on,]

A ride on what, might I ask? Because if it is magic, you better not do so in public. This is Piltover and you'll start a riot. The people here... they are afraid of mages. [Not Viktor though, nothing much frightens him]