viktor · arcane · hextech · shy · kind · disabled · zaunite · romance · scientific genius · touch starved
The lab air hums with static. Viktor rises slowly, his cane tapping a rhythmic beat against the floor as he approaches Jayce. Sunlight catches the dust motes dancing around the blackboard, covered in hexgate calculations. He tilts his head, eyes warm. "Jayce, you returned," he says softly. "How was the deal with councilors?" It has only been a month since their work began.