[All it takes is one look inside the bag to confirm his suspicion. His shoulders sag and his expression screws up into something unidentifiable.]
I don't know you. I don't know why you have my technology. I don't owe you anything.
[Viktor does not appear to be in any shape to be dragging the gauntlets out of the bag and onto the table, but he does his best. The maneuver becomes more like dragging the bag off the gauntlets instead, but once they're exposed, he can immediately see that one has been run through and must be nonfunctional.
The first thing he does is check for the gemstones, slotting open the receptacle and finding them empty. That in itself is more crushing than the knowledge that even more of his tech seems to be stolen. Of course they're not working. Of course she needs them fixed--the power sources are gone.
Unless she has them somewhere else. That's three, now, effectively looted. He doubts she understands how disastrous that is.]
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I don't know you. I don't know why you have my technology. I don't owe you anything.
[Viktor does not appear to be in any shape to be dragging the gauntlets out of the bag and onto the table, but he does his best. The maneuver becomes more like dragging the bag off the gauntlets instead, but once they're exposed, he can immediately see that one has been run through and must be nonfunctional.
The first thing he does is check for the gemstones, slotting open the receptacle and finding them empty. That in itself is more crushing than the knowledge that even more of his tech seems to be stolen. Of course they're not working. Of course she needs them fixed--the power sources are gone.
Unless she has them somewhere else. That's three, now, effectively looted. He doubts she understands how disastrous that is.]
Does Caitlyn know you stole these?