Jayce imagines Viktor and other Undercity kids, looking up at Piltover and it seeming so close and yet so far. These are the kind of details he really took for granted, being from there, not knowing the full scope of the other side. Viktor got out because he had a sponsor, a very powerful one with Heimerdinger being the head of the council. And that's a very low possibility for anyone else.

As usual his heart hearts thinking about their mentor. He doesn't regret the things that he said, he believed every one of them, but he regrets how it went down. How it had to go down. And since he'll never see him again, there will never be a backup conversation, either for them to apologize or just try to see one another's point of view. Viktor and Jayce were both cared for by him, in his own detached way. "I can see how you would draw him in."

Heimerdinger likes to shape minds but he also likes to control them, in Jayce's opinion. Uncharitable, probably, but he has mixed feelings.

"I would have been annoyingly persistent." Jayce smiles, petting Rio. He can imagine young him following after Viktor, trying to get his attention. "I didn't have any friends." People think that Jayce being the way he is, confident and friendly, means he was surrounded by admirers even before Hextech. But it wasn't the case. He was too smart, just like Viktor. "Nobody has ever appreciated my rock collection." He smiles wryly.