"I cannot say I have. Not surprising I must say, very few people are from a world remotely similar to mine," Viktor answers as he glances to the window, admittedly impressed by some of what he sees. Not the clean lines of Piltover or the grunge of the undercity but wholly alive in a fascinating way.

He follows after though, still fascinated by the place and biting back several questions. All in due time, he imagines as he takes a seat. "This level of technology is more what I am used to," he admits as he takes the cola, surprised when he can actually taste it. He has a sweet tooth from hell so he rather enjoys it, taking another drink before focusing again.

"No, not particularly. I have been forced to share deep insecurities, turned to a monster until I accepted hidden parts of myself, had very personal memories shared and that is only some of it." Very dry. He sighs as he places the can down. "Often it feels like we are being made to face ourselves and our pasts. I can only assume that is happening here."