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Viktor stared at the hammer, back at Jayce, then back to the hammer, the inventor looking exhausted and drained, before shaking his head. "Jayce... We told one another we weren't going to make Hextech weapons."

"Oof. Ouch, my heart, babe," Ezreal joked gently, shaking his head as he gave a grin to Ekko, before pushing him over gently. "At least something is a ten."

"Haha! Of course you would, love," the large man purred, gently giving Yasuo a gentle smooch on the head with a hum, smiling softly. "I'd hate to disappoint in the pecs department."

Viktor grunted, the young man startling himself awake, before looking over at his door to see what was going on. Slowly, he got to his feet, wiping the exhaustion out of his eyes as he blinked in surprise. "Jayce?" he asked, suddenly realizing. "Oh. It's the Crystal Rose Celebration, isn't it?" He chuckled gently, taking one of the struggling Pixiemanders and crooning to it gently. "Hold on. I have some chocolates for you inside."

"Excuse me..." he rumbled in a not so friendly tone, removing the sticky hand from his rear end to stare at it a moment, then at the stranger. "But what kind of flirting tactic is this?"

"Who told you that? Yasuo?" Sett chuckled softly. "Cause damn if he ain't right."

"Type? Like... Of drink? Personal company? Clothing? Favorite metal to use for projects?" he listed, dodging around the question. "You have to be more specific with your inquiries."

“Well, I’m glad you like the fur, then.” There’s no need to be unkind, Sett standing up with a soft grunt. “So... You gotta know where I am, right?”

“Well, you see, I had just found that vase in a ruin under Zaun. Really cool adventure, and I have my whole journal about it right here,” he hummed proudly, playfully letting the book sway in his gauntlet free hand. “I managed to escape with the vase, but I didn’t know it would explode into a bunch of fire elementals when put in sunlight. I had come in to complain that my boots were not water proof, like they said they were, and the clerk put the vase in the window. Then,” he made an elaborate gesture with his arms, mimicking the explosion of the vase. “Fire elementals.”