"No. This is for you. If it was for us you'd be listening to me. If you are always fantasizing about going back, about making this spell work and making that your priority, you aren't living here with me anymore." And Jayce knows that intimately well, being someone who did the same thing. Fantasy was often his life, and it was ambitious too, it led him to the places he went to. He understands the lure of imagining the best, of seeing the possibilities rather than the reality. Viktor was the one who helped him ground himself in the now instead.

Strange, how they've swapped mindsets so thoroughly. Viktor's thriving from making the impossible happen, curing himself, much like when Jayce proved Hextech and all his dreams seemed an inevitability rather than a possibility. Jayce has become the skeptic. What a strange situation.

Jayce sighs and reaches out to take Viktor's hand. "Let's say you manage to figure out the spell. Let's say you think you can make it work, but you aren't sure. There is still a risk that you're sending us back to our deaths. Are you asking me to give up what I have here for a chance at a life I don't even want?"