[He's half-expecting her to argue, or at least accuse him of abandoning Zaun to work in Piltover--it wouldn't be a wrong, because she doesn't know him, either, and what else is she supposed to think? Viktor looks up just long enough to see her expression shift, and he furrows his eyebrows in turn, deciding that he should just focus on the gauntlets, instead. Viktor isn't fixing them, he tells himself. Just examining the extent of the damage.
Then Vi says that Jayce saw a dead kid and he stops, pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers and letting out a long-suffering sigh. Viktor has seen his fair share of dead children--he's sure he doesn't need to tell Vi that, or that he might have been one of them, had he not gained admission to the Academy. Jayce, on the other hand, is soft in some ways. He can't imagine that he took it very well, but it still doesn't explain the circumstances, not entirely.]
What was he doing, down there? [It can't have been anything good, given his attitude on the bridge, and the fact that the gauntlets have clearly been in a fight.] You don't need to spare me.
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Then Vi says that Jayce saw a dead kid and he stops, pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers and letting out a long-suffering sigh. Viktor has seen his fair share of dead children--he's sure he doesn't need to tell Vi that, or that he might have been one of them, had he not gained admission to the Academy. Jayce, on the other hand, is soft in some ways. He can't imagine that he took it very well, but it still doesn't explain the circumstances, not entirely.]
What was he doing, down there? [It can't have been anything good, given his attitude on the bridge, and the fact that the gauntlets have clearly been in a fight.] You don't need to spare me.