Jayce. [ He says it with a heavy drag on the first half, turning the single syllable into two. ] I've always been stubborn. You know this.

[ Still, he doesn't like to make Jayce look like this, so tired with the situation and yet wired to find a solution. He taps on his wrist which had been adorned by a shining blue runestone for longer than Viktor had known him—it makes his stomach turn to remember the last time he'd seen it embedded in the skin. ]

Tell me something I don't know about you. [ It stands to reason that a hallucination of his own mind wouldn't have access to information that Viktor himself didn't know. He wouldn't be able to verify the information, but certain things had to be believable. ] Something I wouldn't think of.