You're sorry. I don't think you know what that word means. [As though Jinx is any person that can question where someone else's empathy lands. Jinx's relationship with empathy is like picking up a discarded shirt and considering if it might fit her, trying it on, and taking it off again because it Just Doesn't Work.

That's how her own apology to Caitlyn was, about the mother that Jinx murdered. 'I didn't know' and 'it probably wouldn't have made a difference but'

But.

What good is an apology, even if he means it?

It's rage and pain that cracks across her expression, tears pricking at her eyes as she's close to howling, screaming, sobbing. It's there, tainted and tinted by the Shimmer.

It's Powder's mind, small and tucked away as Viktor sees it. Tucked away and shielded by Jinx. Her voice breaks. The barest slip of raw emotion. The barest acknowledgement that she heard Viktor at all as she continues to address Jayce--having written him off entirely before.

Viktor is no hindrance to her future--she knows that much, even now.

Jayce is.] That easy? I'm not going to find my face on wanted posters all over--what is it? Panorama?