Jayce knows it isn't fair and it is difficult. If someone told him he had to dismantle all of Hextech back home and it was the only way ... well, before he would have refused. After the hammer, he had different feelings about it. He loves Hextech, and the fact he can't have it here has been painful for him, but he has seen what something can do in the wrong hands. Of someone who is using it badly. He was that person.

"I know ... but you have to believe me when I say no matter what you think, it's not actually worth it if it's used the wrong way. I've already done that. I've already seen it. I'm not going to let that happen to your work." Jayce did it to their Hextech dream, but with Viktor gone, even if he wishes he could keep pieces of him, it's not going to make a difference if he has those notes or the Hexcore. Viktor's legacy isn't work to Jayce.

"Love, your legacy here, it's not going to be the Hexcore. It's going to be you. You've touched lives, you've made friends, your other inventions may seem small in comparison, but they've still meant something to the people who have them. Our work with the miners and Libertas, they aren't complete, but they will be someday, and that's something you've done too."

Jayce sighs and kisses the top of his head. "Maybe we haven't achieved great here, but we have achieved good." And that is the message he took from another Viktor.