“Do you want to be taken away?” Vi shouted angrily. As far as she was concerned- you were out of control.

Trespassing, stealing- worst of all conducting heists in Piltover.

Topsiders were relentless when it came to punishing citizens from the undercity. You knew that.

“Because once you’re caught, arrested- I can’t help you.” Vi’s tone softened into something akin to desperation. She was your mother, she loved you, she had to protect you.

And you were making it so difficult- by acting like an idiot- For the first time she understood just how Vander felt when she was your age.