[Finally, Jayce starts eating. Honestly, Viktor had started to wonder if there was something wrong with the eggs or bread.
He clicks his tongue at Jayce's response, a form of scoff. ]
You invented an entirely new branch of science in your world, Jayce. Yes, I had assumed you were a quick study.
[ He's maybe a little jealous about that, too. What wouldn't he give to work on something like hextech? Magic channeled into science, an incredibly experimental frontier? The possibilities were endless, and the potential for helping a place like the undercity-- gods, if he did have hextech, he could have made a real difference by now. Instead, he'll have to destroy it all after they make it because it's apparently prone to serious corruption.
How irritating.
Viktor gathers his cane, and vanishes into his bedroom/lab for a moment. He comes out with a journal with a plain blue cover, battered from use, and sets it down on the counter in front of Jayce. It's opened to a page that has a detailed drawing of a pair of steel lungs, a complex valve and intake/exhale system noted on the on the page next to it. ]
Prosthetic technology is fairly advanced in the undercity due to necessity. A lot of children here are born with a limb missing, or too crippled to work, and many adults lose limbs in factory accidents. Still, this would be the first time that internal prosthetics succeed, if I in fact do succeed with the transplant.
no subject
He clicks his tongue at Jayce's response, a form of scoff. ]
You invented an entirely new branch of science in your world, Jayce. Yes, I had assumed you were a quick study.
[ He's maybe a little jealous about that, too. What wouldn't he give to work on something like hextech? Magic channeled into science, an incredibly experimental frontier? The possibilities were endless, and the potential for helping a place like the undercity-- gods, if he did have hextech, he could have made a real difference by now. Instead, he'll have to destroy it all after they make it because it's apparently prone to serious corruption.
How irritating.
Viktor gathers his cane, and vanishes into his bedroom/lab for a moment. He comes out with a journal with a plain blue cover, battered from use, and sets it down on the counter in front of Jayce. It's opened to a page that has a detailed drawing of a pair of steel lungs, a complex valve and intake/exhale system noted on the on the page next to it. ]
Prosthetic technology is fairly advanced in the undercity due to necessity. A lot of children here are born with a limb missing, or too crippled to work, and many adults lose limbs in factory accidents. Still, this would be the first time that internal prosthetics succeed, if I in fact do succeed with the transplant.