[ A hint of wry humor pokes through the exhaustion in his voice. He hauls himself into a sitting position while Viktor is more focused on the stove than him, finding his pants where he'd folded them and reluctantly slipping them back on. Next comes the cobbled together brace.
He catches Viktor eyeing him - a flicker of guilt passing across his own expression, though he quickly shakes his head and lets out a small puff of air like a laugh, his focus back on securing the straps around his thigh. ]
Somehow I doubt being more awake will make this sound any more coherent... [ But Viktor believes him right now, and that's a start. He finishes what he's doing and scrubs his face with his hand again. All that thinking last night, and he still didn't figure out how to have this conversation. ]
We - [ were ] - we're partners. [ Jayce hauls himself up from the couch, blanket remaining wrapped around his shoulders as he shuffles to the part of this space that's the kitchen as he continues, almost reluctantly. ]
We developed hextech together. The theory was mine, but - you were the first person I'd met who believed it could be possible. [ And despite what might sound like a positive development, there's a hollow sadness to his tone. He fixes his attention on the cabinets and drawers, searching out plates and utensils out of habit. ]
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[ A hint of wry humor pokes through the exhaustion in his voice. He hauls himself into a sitting position while Viktor is more focused on the stove than him, finding his pants where he'd folded them and reluctantly slipping them back on. Next comes the cobbled together brace.
He catches Viktor eyeing him - a flicker of guilt passing across his own expression, though he quickly shakes his head and lets out a small puff of air like a laugh, his focus back on securing the straps around his thigh. ]
Somehow I doubt being more awake will make this sound any more coherent... [ But Viktor believes him right now, and that's a start. He finishes what he's doing and scrubs his face with his hand again. All that thinking last night, and he still didn't figure out how to have this conversation. ]
We - [ were ] - we're partners. [ Jayce hauls himself up from the couch, blanket remaining wrapped around his shoulders as he shuffles to the part of this space that's the kitchen as he continues, almost reluctantly. ]
We developed hextech together. The theory was mine, but - you were the first person I'd met who believed it could be possible. [ And despite what might sound like a positive development, there's a hollow sadness to his tone. He fixes his attention on the cabinets and drawers, searching out plates and utensils out of habit. ]
That was... over seven years ago.