As far as they knew, this was unprecedented. No kind of magic had ever done anything like this before, but they also didn't have complete records about the arcane. The hand was warm and strong, alive. In the end, that was what Jayce found himself caring about the most. At the silent request, he stared back at Viktor, wondering what cost could be greater than paying with one's own blood and flesh.

"You gave your hand, your leg, your blood. Was that not enough?"

It's a stupid question, Jayce knew the moment he took a good look at his partner. There was something else eating away at Viktor, something haunting that cut deep. He could tell because Jayce had that same look on his face every time he thought about the Shimmer raid. The next words, though, brought him some comfort, and his iris turned a rich yellow.

"You are fully cured now? Did someone with healing magic help you?" If so, Jayce had someone to thank profusely. He found himself smiling, his eyes a little wet now, after seeing his partner breathe without issue. "It's amazing, V."

He didn't know how things worked once they left Folkmore, if they would be able to keep some of the bonds they gained, Jayce only hoped that would be the case for Viktor. He let out a shaky breath of his own and nodded. "Yes, I'll keep my promise. Once we're back, I'll destroy the Hex-Core."