"..." "Would you want to know?"

"Of course I would, Robert. I figured it to be axiomatic."

Her light continues to shine. They remain tethered, yet apart. He cannot influence her. He can only watch. Helplessly. The Aegis of Skyriver could forcibly alter the worldline of an object... or a person. He's... not quite there. Not yet.

"Angry wife."

"Strictly speaking, it isn't. But I can enjoy them regardless. Thank you."

"Lives have been taken over pettier things than pastries."

"No reason at all." "...worth mentioning."

Antenna flick.

The Huxley-Littleford-Cain clan has produced arguably some of the most influential and significant figures in Piltover's history. Despite this, the family itself is... dysfunctionally functional.

Wow. /Wow./

The Dark Star has nothing on her.

Times are changing.

The Piltover of old cannot endure what the world has become.

Adapt, or perish.

Evolve, or be left behind.

He has sifted through the ashes of a thousand fallen empires. Finality can be avoided.

He's not a politician. But he knows politicians that are kindred spirits. Collaboration brings progress.

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