@apotheotica continued from here
Whatever preconceived notions he didn't know he had about himself all vanish in an instant, left instead with an immediate distaste for whoever is left that makes his throat burn with revulsion.
His...counterpart, however, is not so distracted.
Caught up in his own disgusted reverie, Jayce leaves himself open to the fist that suddenly snags him by the collar, the tips of his boots dragging dead along the cobblestone beneath him, up close and personal with a snarl that twists his not quite features into something even more unrecognizable...but there's enough conviction in his words that gives Jayce just enough pause to consider them for more than a second or two.
You are going to be the thing that drives him further into the abyss.
"You blame Viktor for all your problems, asshole?" He says instead. "I'm sure you really won him over with that shining personality of yours."