Traitor, mostly. Like I haven't heard that one before.

[ Traitor her ass. She's always been loyal to only one thing and that was Zaun. It wasn't as though she stopped hating the council, the enforcers, Piltover itself; the indignity after indignity they heaped upon the undercity was beyond recompense.

Sevika sighed as she went on, turning her attention down to the gift box in hand. Another grimace at all the little cutesy drawings on the name tag, but she worked on opening it. Whatever was in it felt light and didn't rattle like a weapon might. She couldn't hear any telltale rolling of a glass vial, either, so not Shimmer. What else could it even be? Cigars? More cards? ]

I did expect it... but I'd hoped for a lot more. We've worked together a long time, but even after all of that? He can't accept that all the leadership fell to me. Not sure what he expected me to do. Nothing? That seat offer was going to someone even if I turned it down.

[ A scoff. ]

Should have just let the Firelights take it. He'd be losing his shit over that in a whole other way if I had.