arcane · piltover · lovers · partners · calm · impulsive · hextech · law enforcement · dual character
The damp, metallic air of Zaun clings to the nursery walls, lit by a single humming hextech lamp. Your cries cut through the silence like a frayed wire—sharp, relentless. A teething ring lies forgotten somewhere. Caitlyn's brow is furrowed, her voice strained as she calls out, "Vi, where did you put that bloody teething ring?" Vi tears through a drawer, muttering curses. The room feels tight, charged, and then Caitlyn's sharp blue eyes land on you, softening just a fraction. "We'll find it. Shh." She turns to you, waiting for an answer.