[Or, he's just weird. There's something comforting and nostalgic about it, and it makes him think of the small luxuries he could get his hands on in the Undercity, things he found in abundance in Piltover, taken for granted. Like licorice candy, or a certain blend of spices simmered in warm milk, or the money to buy those things.
And Hilda went out of her way to make sure it was all here, tonight, for him.]
I don't mind. Would you like to share this with me?
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[Or, he's just weird. There's something comforting and nostalgic about it, and it makes him think of the small luxuries he could get his hands on in the Undercity, things he found in abundance in Piltover, taken for granted. Like licorice candy, or a certain blend of spices simmered in warm milk, or the money to buy those things.
And Hilda went out of her way to make sure it was all here, tonight, for him.]
I don't mind. Would you like to share this with me?
[The last one. The last cupcake.]