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Odin
She strolls through the market later, him, hobbling after her. He desperately wanted to return to their room, the day's tranquility already marred by Vardon. But when Vardonhad suggested the market he knew he could not refuse Jinx twice in a row.
Jinx hops from stall to stall, scans the wares before her with much enthusiasm. Then she reaches a stall selling trinkets, and she goes wild.
"Dad, look! They have sharks here too!"
She takes the wooden toy from the rack and presses it into his hand. The stall keeper smiles at her interest, sensing an opportunity.
"That ain't no shark, Miss. That's our little Odin.”
“The God?”
And he is proud of her, despite the stall keeper’s laughter. Because despite all that had happened, she still remembered his lessons.
“No, Miss. That’s our one-eyed salmon. Everyone calls him Odin.”
The stall keeper points towards the lake.
“You see him sometimes. In the lake."
He feels embarrassment and shame wash over his pride as the stall keeper makes eye contact with him, eager to seal the deal. In Zaun, Jinx would have walked away with the whole stall. Here, he can only nudge her to put it down, watch as the next child comes with her parents to take the toy.
"Remember it. We will return. From Noxus. I will buy you. Whatever you want."
"Nah, let's go see the real Odin."
She grabs his hand and drags him towards the lake, where she helps him sit on the shore before she squats beside him, and they look for Odin together.