[ Dictator. Ha. There's a twitch to the edge of Sevika's lip and for the barest passing moment, she looks like she's going to laugh, but she doesn't. It's fine. It's nothing to worry about. No, no, let's just pour out another shot for herself instead. Funny how she'd be far from the first councilor to be a raging alcoholic... maybe she should consider cutting back, but not today. ]

Hmm, doubt even a dictator would do the trick. You might not look at us and see trencher trash, but the rest of your people? I feel a dictator from Piltover would just solve the problem by wiping Zaun out.

[ Anyway. ]

There's no easy answer in the end. Shimmer has been more of a boon to Zaun than a bane, no matter what anyone else tries to tell you, but sure. It has its problems... and... some peculiarities. For example, Renni's goons. You know, those shimmer-infused soldiers you mentioned before.

[ She hadn't forgotten his question about them. As much as she would have preferred this part of the conversation, it'd only be a matter of time before he remembered and asked again. ]