[ The touch and pressure applied to his knee sends a shiver down his spine, cold and electrifying before it tapers off and Viktor lets out a deep exhale from his nose. The brace is better fitting, and he can feel the difference in it already. The colors of red and gold are present, as always. Even here and even now, Jayce is putting him in his colors...

His cheeks are still tinged a bit red as he nods once more. He does give a noncommittal hum at that line of thought, though. ] How can you be so sure? What if we are able to retain our memories of this place if we return? Would that not alter history's course back home? I haven't inquired, so I am just as uncertain about such things. But-

[ It's as good a question as any, and Viktor has his concerns, but Jayce seems to think otherwise despite not having much proof to go off of. ] I do appreciate your honesty, Jayce. I also appreciate your willingness to...ah, talk about what has happened back home as well.