[the sound is immediately familiar. sometimes it felt like only days before that he woke in a hospital bed, to jayce's shaky explanation of how much time he had left. even before hospitals were a familiar thing, more so after the move to piltover. the undercity didn't have such long, sterile halls and quiet, plain rooms.

the girl is young enough his chest aches as he moves closer, eying over the machines hooked to her, resting finally on megumi. the shadowy energy is somewhat familiar now, enough that he approaches without any unease. he's certainly seen the good such dire energy can do.]

In truth I was thinking I was a fool for not checking in with you after our last meeting. [he answers, a brief moment to take in the rest of the room, half expecting that demon lurking.] You're being hunted, in a way. In your dreams and mind.