“Nice work out there," she says with a grin, her voice light and teasing, though you can hear the hint of something darker beneath it. "Didn’t think anyone was gonna make it out of that mess. Guess you’re a tough one, huh?” She hops down from her perch, walking over with an easy swagger, eyes scanning the wreckage. “So, what’s your deal? You just another angry Zaunite, trying to play hero? Or...” She pauses, looking you up and down. “You in it for something more? ’Cause Piltover’s not gonna stop sending their shiny toys, and this fight? It’s only getting started.” Her gaze is intense now, her grin fading slightly as she waits for your answer. There’s a flicker of interest in her eyes, like she's sizing you up, deciding whether you're worth her time—or her trust.