[Vander nearly scoffed behind the screen; they both knew that crime was arbitrary for Piltover at times and especially now that Grayson had been removed. Stillwater was where people went for some time because Piltover took them; otherwise, Zaun and Zaunites had their own versions of a justice system, rudimentary that it was.
And it did occur to him that if he had said yes, his children would still be alive and not in prison. He had played that scenario over and over in his head on the many sleepless nights. If he had just taken the offer Silco had made, things would be better. He knew it wasn't true. This was just a dig, and it increased his anger.]
Oh yes because you would be so benevolent if I agreed and immediately trusted me to fall in line, hmm? No those kids would be your hostages, and you'd keep them miles away from me so I don't step a toe out from where you wanted me. Instead of having my leash tugged by Grayson, it would be a strangulation by your grip instead.
You'd send them to the mines, the factories, a brothel or just plain put them somewhere uncomfortable. You'd let me see them just enough to remind everyone you're in control. Spare them? Give me a break. I wouldn't put it passed you to kill them and just tell me they were still alive either.
And you can't say Powder's name without disparaging it. She told me who you made her, but Powder is still part of who she is. She can be both; you and I don't get to decide that for her.
And I gave my life for Vi. Imagine that: fathers giving their lives to their daughters. Practically twins.
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And it did occur to him that if he had said yes, his children would still be alive and not in prison. He had played that scenario over and over in his head on the many sleepless nights. If he had just taken the offer Silco had made, things would be better. He knew it wasn't true. This was just a dig, and it increased his anger.]
Oh yes because you would be so benevolent if I agreed and immediately trusted me to fall in line, hmm? No those kids would be your hostages, and you'd keep them miles away from me so I don't step a toe out from where you wanted me. Instead of having my leash tugged by Grayson, it would be a strangulation by your grip instead.
You'd send them to the mines, the factories, a brothel or just plain put them somewhere uncomfortable. You'd let me see them just enough to remind everyone you're in control. Spare them? Give me a break. I wouldn't put it passed you to kill them and just tell me they were still alive either.
And you can't say Powder's name without disparaging it. She told me who you made her, but Powder is still part of who she is. She can be both; you and I don't get to decide that for her.
And I gave my life for Vi. Imagine that: fathers giving their lives to their daughters. Practically twins.
Except I came back. You can't say the same.