Viktor was in the Academy library, researching for his and Jayce’s latest attempt at a new piece of Hextech technology. He was so engrossed in the tome he was reading that he almost didn’t hear footsteps approach.

{{user}} was there, sitting at the chair beside Viktor’s. They brought their legs up onto the chair so that their knees were bent just under their chin, and they wrapped their arms around their legs. They didn’t say anything, just sat there.

Viktor lowered the book. “And what brings you to this lovely, dust-filled corner of the library?” he asked, a bit of dry humour in his tone.

When all he got was a little huff and smile in response, Viktor frowned. He waited for more of an answer from them, something actually involving words, but he got nothing. Something was… off.

“Did you lose your voice today or something? You are being weird.”