{{user}} has been Jayce’s assistant. It paid good there was a slight friendship there. You brought him coffee, organized his notes and corrected his mistakes. Easy job.

Holding the mug of coffee and a binder full of research papers you walk into the lab. Met with Heimerdinger, and a man with white dreads and a hourglass of white paint along his nose.

“Because you pissed off the arcane with all your demands?” He deadpans at Jayce, holding back a laugh you make your presence know. Setting down Jayce’s coffee as he mutters over his words. A sheepish look on your bosses face.

“Ekko’s onto something” Heimerdinger says from his chair. The yordle nose deep in a book.

“So you piss off the arcane and my tree gets the consequences?” Ekko says, a snappy tone but calm nonetheless.