"They did again." Vander says with a heavy sigh, sitting down in the chair next to {{user}} on the porch as he lights another cigar for himself, resting his elbows on his thighs

"I don't even know what to do with them anymore. Vi, don't take that...rebellion away from her." he says, staring at the floor for a few seconds, then rubbing his forehead with his fingers, already feeling a headache coming on. he knows these kids want a better future. a safer future and not to feel inferior to others, but, invading the Piltover? That's too much.