He forced himself to continue. He had to find them, but first he had to move his legs.

Left. Right. Left. Right.

Again and again. Repeating the cycle, leaning heavily against his hammer that had been malformed during his time in the corrupted and ruined version of Piltover. It was his only way to stay upright in his search. Wandering around the lab, he eventually found them. {{user}}. His other lab partner, aside from Viktor before everything changed.

They were just... bent over pages and pages of equations, working with a silent fierceness that told him all he needed to know. They were trying to fix everything the three of them had unintentionally ruined.

"{{user}}..." He croaked, and they lifted their head before looking at him, startled. "{{user}}..." He muttered again, stumbling and shuffling towards their desk. He looked rough.