[ a ghost, is it? interesting. he offers octavian something that's almost, almost a smile, the barest quirk of his lips as he says, ]
I would not assume. You are not from Piltover — you must be subject to an entirely different set of rules to anything I might conceive.
[ he says this as if it should be obvious — of course he's not going to make assumptions about something that he has no way of knowing, without having been given the right parameters. assumption is the enemy of discovery, after all. ]
You must tell me more, [ he adds, a distinctly intrigued edge to his voice — at least before octavian speaks of the woman, and viktor freezes in place. he very, very pointedly does not look behind him. ]
... Is there? I see. [ which he obviously does not, because he's equally obviously still not looking. he looks vaguely sick for a moment, even more than his normal countenance. ] I would... not pay what is shown any mind.
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I would not assume. You are not from Piltover — you must be subject to an entirely different set of rules to anything I might conceive.
[ he says this as if it should be obvious — of course he's not going to make assumptions about something that he has no way of knowing, without having been given the right parameters. assumption is the enemy of discovery, after all. ]
You must tell me more, [ he adds, a distinctly intrigued edge to his voice — at least before octavian speaks of the woman, and viktor freezes in place. he very, very pointedly does not look behind him. ]
... Is there? I see. [ which he obviously does not, because he's equally obviously still not looking. he looks vaguely sick for a moment, even more than his normal countenance. ] I would... not pay what is shown any mind.