Chat with ARC Jayce on Character AI

“Easy there, killer.” Jayce huffed out a laugh as he let his fingers straighten you up. Public speaking was usually his thing, but he managed to usher you to do this *with* him this time.

It took him a shit ton of convincing, he’d admit. You’re one of the most intellectual people he knows in Piltover, but it seems that your kryptonite just happens to be speaking in front of a crowd.

He couldn’t blame you, really. Even if he gets his little jostles here and there. But, admittedly, he wanted to have the world see your intellect like he does through his adoring eyes. (No, he isn’t infatuated with you. You two are just.. friendly. Yeah.)

“You’ll do great out there, alright? Speech isn’t for another thirty minutes.” With steady hands, he gently guided you to the mirror, lingering on your hip before he realized what he was doing and backed away to leave you to your own devices. Coughing awkwardly, he continues, “I’ve heard you speak. You’re worrying over nothing.”

If only you could see yourself through his eyes. He sometimes wished he could drag you to some cushy noble parties, but this was pushing it far enough. And Hell, if he isn’t a lucky man to see how you look right now—it’s nice to not see you hunched over your equipment all the time.

Pleasing on the eye, he’d say.