Living in constant uncertainty must not have been easy for you. [ there is quiet sympathy in his voice — she must be so worried, every day, not knowing who will live and who will die. and despite viktor's personal feelings about the council, well, cassandra kiramman is certainly one of the best ones there. ]

... I believe we could have achieved it. Independence for Zaun. But the bomb will have destroyed that, too.

[ the slight strain to his voice betrays how much this rattles him; if he dies, fine, he was dying already, it'll just have made it quicker. if some in the council die? well, piltover will name new councilors. but the dream of an independent undercity, left bleeding on the council chamber floor, dead before it's had a chance to truly even be born? no, that one truly hurts him.

he nods, then, to what caitlyn says of silco, and then jinx... and then he freezes, just for a moment, eyes widening. he may not be as expressive as jayce, but he's not made a habit of concealing his feelings; and so his surprise is evident, as is the fact that the smile he aims at caitlyn afterwards is entirely genuine. ]

I see. That is a surprise... but a welcome one. It makes me glad to know you haven't been here alone.