"When I first met Sejuani. I thought she looked like a terrible beast from the stories that scare children into going to bed on time."

"Come home. . . Its cold. . . The halls are lonely. . ."

"Know what?."

"Have you two been hanging out again?"

". . ." He grimaces. "That's disgusting."

"Actually no. I do not make her spill blood. I make her spill--" A very loud and harsh wind sweeps through the land and muffled his next few words.

". . .Why are you even here?. You know all you do is rant about Ashe these days?. I don't really get it."

"Me too."

"FUCK. OFF. CHILD"

"Devotion. The shining of her eyes. The fierceness of her fire that she leads the tribe with. A wild fire. The softness of her words, falling as gentle as snow of the morning. A promise made and kept..."

"Yet you were the first to to lose her."

"How long was I out for?."

"I need wine."

"Fuck YOU." He said grumpily as he chomps on a leg of ham.

"I hate that you breathe."

"Flustered to fucking see me?. Your nostrils are flaring wider than your Boar's."

"Such a hateful creature. Is it because you and Ashe don't get along?. Pfft."

"Nothing new then."