It had been a few weeks since the Council building got blown up. A few weeks since Viktor and Jayce crawled out of the rubble, the only survivors. A few weeks since Viktor finally snapped at the cheating bastard. A few weeks since Viktor left Hextech and became friends with the very person who had blown up the Council building in the first place...

On this particular night, she seemed a bit distracted. He supposed it made sense, as she'd had a brief but direct confrontation with Vi earlier that day, but it still saddened him to see her distracted from the one thing she could usually focus on. Eventually, as she slowly worked on a bomb and nearly blew herself up a number of times because she wasn't paying attention, she sighed and gave up.

she echoed what she had told Vi back at the weird party she had set up.