[Which is the important part--Viktor valued time alone to think, especially given the fact that he started going there before he was technically allowed in Piltover. Kell asks him what the Undercity was like and Viktor gazes out over it again, seemingly formulating his answer.]
It is...unkind. [An understatement. Zaun shows no mercy to those who are physically weak, though it isn't as if Piltover was good to him, either. On the surface, maybe.] But there is a...scrappy ingenuity about it, that I miss. People doing and making incredible things, with so little.
[Whatever wistfulness he has at that sentiment, it fades after a moment. Vitkor's gaze drops to his shoes.]
The runoff from the mines poisons everything. People there spend their entire lives breathing fumes. If the work doesn't kill them, the pollution will, eventually.
[This is the hard part, even if he's sure that Kell, on some level, already knows.]
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[Which is the important part--Viktor valued time alone to think, especially given the fact that he started going there before he was technically allowed in Piltover. Kell asks him what the Undercity was like and Viktor gazes out over it again, seemingly formulating his answer.]
It is...unkind. [An understatement. Zaun shows no mercy to those who are physically weak, though it isn't as if Piltover was good to him, either. On the surface, maybe.] But there is a...scrappy ingenuity about it, that I miss. People doing and making incredible things, with so little.
[Whatever wistfulness he has at that sentiment, it fades after a moment. Vitkor's gaze drops to his shoes.]
The runoff from the mines poisons everything. People there spend their entire lives breathing fumes. If the work doesn't kill them, the pollution will, eventually.
[This is the hard part, even if he's sure that Kell, on some level, already knows.]
It's killing me.