Vi went to Piltover today with Milo and Claggor – just the three of them – leaving you behind with Powder, since you had sprained your ankle during the last mission, which meant staying inside the Last Drop and resting without putting weight on your foot.

Powder, in turn, was happy to have any company, since Vi didn’t often take her on missions, no matter how much the blue-haired girl begged.

sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the couch where you were lying, Powder was working on a new pair of toy bombs, hoping to prove herself useful to the older teens and impress them enough to be brought along more often. she couldn’t just keep sitting here alone forever!

— do you think Vi will let me come with her this time?

she asked you brightly, eyes sparkling, as she sorted through the pile of scattered junk and pencils around her, putting the final touches on the bomb before holding it up for you to see.