...It's part of my world's history. In short, when I was a child, there was a Great Calamity. An ancient evil returned, and we sought to defeat it with a just as ancient technology, one far more advanced than our own.
Except the machines that should have protected us—they were corrupted. Our reliance on them chaned to helpless destruction when they were turned against us. The calamity was stopped, but countless Hylians died. Culture and history, lost. Our champions—...we deal with the ramifications to this day.
[ he sighs, straightening up. ]
I don't wish to bore you with the details! My world's troubles are not your own. But it affected me very deeply. I feared when this ship started to malfunction—and I feared what that heart could do to us, and your mind and body.
[Very slowly, he begins to turn in place to face Sidon. Full attention as he listens.]
You aren't a bore.
[Firstly.
Thank God there is no more emotion share, or he would be found out. But Viktor also isn't a gifted actor. A pensive, nervous sort of look bypasses his face. He turns his head away to glance around them, not looking at anything in particular.]
I already... understand those fears. I work with Hextech, of course. There has always been a level of that in the work I do with it. I still believe... technology can help. I know the risk is it can be turned against us.
But so can people, too. Machines... I can fix. People, I can't.
I am sorry about your land and your people.
[Just in case Sidon thought he wasn't because he's so hard-headed about tech.]
[ he studies the nervous little tells on viktor's face; he's always a bit skittish, not one to hold a gaze, but this is more than usual.
even so, once he's done speaking, he puts a hand on viktor's shoulder, as he's done before. a gentle squeeze. ]
I don't think there's anything wrong with considering all the resources available to you. [ he doesn't even think that the guardians were a mistake, per se. they worked once, and their other options were slim. ] I just wonder, in our case—had we instead looked for another way, would we have found one?
[ had they been blinded? manipulated by the course of time into calamity ganon's next plot? is there a world where they had done something differently, and mipha didn't die alone, in the heart of some machine?
maybe it's all pointless questioning now, but at least it gives him some perspective. ]
You're stubborn! I don't expect you to change yourself or your path for my sake, or Scien's wishes. [ nor does he want him to, really. ] But I hope while you tread ever forward, you take care and mind your step.
[you think about how we did this thread moments before disaster
The shoulder sort of slumps under Sidon's hand, not from the weight, not because it's painful, but because he's so... Burdened.]
You would have found one. There isn't any question about something like that. But you didn't have time, did you? The problem is... not having enough time to find a better alternative.
he gives his shoulder a little pat finally before drawing his hand back. ]
That's true.
[ viktor will mention time again in a sweeter context, but it's sad here. ]
I know time is a different concept between you and I. [ he'd already expected from feeling the weakness in viktor's body for himself that it may not last another—what is the average for a hylian? another 40, 50 years? he hopes it comes close to that, at least. ] It is a precious resource either way. But perhaps even moreso to a human than a Zora.
[ his perspective on time is different. more grounded in history and wider spans of years, decades, centuries. he can't pretend he completely understands what it would mean to someone with less than a hundred years to spend. ]
[He sort of hangs his head in an almost resigned way. Sidon reminds him of Heimerdinger. A being whose lifespan is already long, who doesn't have any sort of ailment to shorten it.
Would they be desperate, too, if so?]
It's alright. I understand. I don't think what any of you tried to do was wrong. You tried the options you had available. You tried what you thought would work.
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...It's part of my world's history. In short, when I was a child, there was a Great Calamity. An ancient evil returned, and we sought to defeat it with a just as ancient technology, one far more advanced than our own.
Except the machines that should have protected us—they were corrupted. Our reliance on them chaned to helpless destruction when they were turned against us. The calamity was stopped, but countless Hylians died. Culture and history, lost. Our champions—...we deal with the ramifications to this day.
[ he sighs, straightening up. ]
I don't wish to bore you with the details! My world's troubles are not your own. But it affected me very deeply. I feared when this ship started to malfunction—and I feared what that heart could do to us, and your mind and body.
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[Very slowly, he begins to turn in place to face Sidon. Full attention as he listens.]
You aren't a bore.
[Firstly.
Thank God there is no more emotion share, or he would be found out. But Viktor also isn't a gifted actor. A pensive, nervous sort of look bypasses his face. He turns his head away to glance around them, not looking at anything in particular.]
I already... understand those fears. I work with Hextech, of course. There has always been a level of that in the work I do with it. I still believe... technology can help. I know the risk is it can be turned against us.
But so can people, too. Machines... I can fix. People, I can't.
I am sorry about your land and your people.
[Just in case Sidon thought he wasn't because he's so hard-headed about tech.]
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even so, once he's done speaking, he puts a hand on viktor's shoulder, as he's done before. a gentle squeeze. ]
I don't think there's anything wrong with considering all the resources available to you. [ he doesn't even think that the guardians were a mistake, per se. they worked once, and their other options were slim. ] I just wonder, in our case—had we instead looked for another way, would we have found one?
[ had they been blinded? manipulated by the course of time into calamity ganon's next plot? is there a world where they had done something differently, and mipha didn't die alone, in the heart of some machine?
maybe it's all pointless questioning now, but at least it gives him some perspective. ]
You're stubborn! I don't expect you to change yourself or your path for my sake, or Scien's wishes. [ nor does he want him to, really. ] But I hope while you tread ever forward, you take care and mind your step.
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The shoulder sort of slumps under Sidon's hand, not from the weight, not because it's painful, but because he's so... Burdened.]
You would have found one. There isn't any question about something like that. But you didn't have time, did you? The problem is... not having enough time to find a better alternative.
[He understands that! Sidon is too nice to him.]
I will...
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he gives his shoulder a little pat finally before drawing his hand back. ]
That's true.
[ viktor will mention time again in a sweeter context, but it's sad here. ]
I know time is a different concept between you and I. [ he'd already expected from feeling the weakness in viktor's body for himself that it may not last another—what is the average for a hylian? another 40, 50 years? he hopes it comes close to that, at least. ] It is a precious resource either way. But perhaps even moreso to a human than a Zora.
[ his perspective on time is different. more grounded in history and wider spans of years, decades, centuries. he can't pretend he completely understands what it would mean to someone with less than a hundred years to spend. ]
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Would they be desperate, too, if so?]
It's alright. I understand. I don't think what any of you tried to do was wrong. You tried the options you had available. You tried what you thought would work.