Okay, I can work with that. [He sounds relieved. Then seems to realize that she doesn't actually know anything about him, so he should probably clarify:] I can fix just about anything. Most people have a use for that. [He's got less pleasant skills, too, but he prefers not to offer those to anyone he doesn't really know.
At the follow-up, he sighs. Damn. He sorta knew that was coming, but her optimism had been a little contagious, and she wasn't wrong about the cycle of violence in the Undercity. Despite his knee-jerk reaction to realizing what he was holding when she explained what the gemstone was, he never actually wanted to wipe out all of Silco's goons, even though he's fairly certain the opposite wouldn't hold true if their positions were reversed. They're all still people, his people, despite the fact that they follow the boogieman from Ekko's childhood.
He'd at least hoped to stop fighting a war on two fronts, though—his mural of the dead is too big already, and with their firearms the Enforces are dangerous at a longer range than your average Undercity muscle.] Yeah. It was a pipe dream. [It's an attempt to be comforting? But considering that he's pretty sure she didn't actually know that going in, maybe it's the opposite.
He doesn't really have the time to clarify that though, because he finds himself stopping suddenly, too flabbergasted to coordinate his next step in the sand.] Wait, what? [Jinx bombing the Council chambers means a lot of things. First, that she survived. Second, that Cait was not exaggerating about war being closer than ever before.] What does that mean? Did she just... walk in? How? [Getting stuck on the details means he can't spiral down the road of what that means for the city's future. If Piltover has crushed Zaun underfoot so thoroughly out of sheer apathy, what will they do once they're actually pissed off?]
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At the follow-up, he sighs. Damn. He sorta knew that was coming, but her optimism had been a little contagious, and she wasn't wrong about the cycle of violence in the Undercity. Despite his knee-jerk reaction to realizing what he was holding when she explained what the gemstone was, he never actually wanted to wipe out all of Silco's goons, even though he's fairly certain the opposite wouldn't hold true if their positions were reversed. They're all still people, his people, despite the fact that they follow the boogieman from Ekko's childhood.
He'd at least hoped to stop fighting a war on two fronts, though—his mural of the dead is too big already, and with their firearms the Enforces are dangerous at a longer range than your average Undercity muscle.] Yeah. It was a pipe dream. [It's an attempt to be comforting? But considering that he's pretty sure she didn't actually know that going in, maybe it's the opposite.
He doesn't really have the time to clarify that though, because he finds himself stopping suddenly, too flabbergasted to coordinate his next step in the sand.] Wait, what? [Jinx bombing the Council chambers means a lot of things. First, that she survived. Second, that Cait was not exaggerating about war being closer than ever before.] What does that mean? Did she just... walk in? How? [Getting stuck on the details means he can't spiral down the road of what that means for the city's future. If Piltover has crushed Zaun underfoot so thoroughly out of sheer apathy, what will they do once they're actually pissed off?]