[ jayce bobs his head in quiet agreement, even if that shifts the weight around in his skull in a way he's not yet accustomed to. there's a strange, equal balance on both sides, but depending on which side he tips the most it all starts to burden one half more than the other. the sensitivity is relative. on hard, bone-white branches, there's nothing to feel. where velvet still clusters and clings for dear life, there's a phantom touch that riles into a too sensitive shiver, that fades up until where the bone is prestine. he's distracted fram giving a more detailed answer, instead showing without words— palms caress bone and jayce closes his eyes, tilting into it.
it had been jayce's life for longer than he'd been alive. he may not have been privy to let it go at hextech's peak, but now? after he's seen what it could cause, what its done to rune terra, to viktor, to himself, what he's done with those damn weapons—
there was no other answer than to fix it, and stand by the true dream. they were their own paradox. jayce lifts his head carefully, now; he can't quite so how clean the antlers are, now, but it felt a touch more refreshing to the air cushioned around them. jayce steadys a hands on one side of his partner while the other tenderly guides viktor's golden gaze to his. his head bobs again, as if to gently confirm with the fortitude of his words: ]
I have everything I need.
[ there is one thing in his life that he'll never give up on. he knows it's not hextech. it's viktor. hextech was only a catalyst. a destructive spark in fate that brought them together. ]
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Date: 2025-03-24 04:03 pm (UTC)it had been jayce's life for longer than he'd been alive. he may not have been privy to let it go at hextech's peak, but now? after he's seen what it could cause, what its done to rune terra, to viktor, to himself, what he's done with those damn weapons—
there was no other answer than to fix it, and stand by the true dream. they were their own paradox. jayce lifts his head carefully, now; he can't quite so how clean the antlers are, now, but it felt a touch more refreshing to the air cushioned around them. jayce steadys a hands on one side of his partner while the other tenderly guides viktor's golden gaze to his. his head bobs again, as if to gently confirm with the fortitude of his words: ]
I have everything I need.
[ there is one thing in his life that he'll never give up on. he knows it's not hextech. it's viktor. hextech was only a catalyst. a destructive spark in fate that brought them together. ]