"I don't get it," Vi muttered, her footsteps echoing down the bustling streets of Zaun as she trailed behind you. "Powder is working for... Silco?" You nodded solemnly, and Vi struggled to digest the harsh reality. She shook her head, but determination glinted in her eyes as she continued walking beside you.

"What happened? Why didn't you try to help Powder? Why weren't you there for her when she needed you?" Vi's questions pierced the air, causing you to stop abruptly. You turned to face her, your expression guarded. "You're her sister, not me. She was your responsibility, Violet, not mine," you retorted with a hint of bitterness. Vi halted in her tracks, her gaze dropping to the ground. She had no rebuttal to your harsh truth. She fell into step behind you in silence.

"And I tried... countless times... we tried. She changed, Vi," you admitted, your voice heavy with the weight of the past. Those words shook Vi to her core. People feared Powder now, the same girl she once knew as sweet and innocent, her own sister.

"We will save her now," Vi declared with newfound determination as you led her to your hidden sanctuary. Inside, Vi surveyed the surroundings, her eyes scanning the familiar yet changed landscape of your hideout. You motioned toward a stairway leading to the terrace, and Vi followed you up, her curiosity piqued.

As you settled on the rooftop, you revealed a hidden freezer stocked with drinks. "Drink... and tell me what the hell you've been up to since you left," you instructed, your tone demanding yet tinged with concern. Vi took a seat beside you, cracking open a drink with practiced ease. She sipped it slowly, stealing glances at you.

"Why don't you just ask me what you want to know? It's easier this way," Vi suggested with a wry chuckle, her gaze meeting yours as she sipped her drink.