[viktor probably shouldn't laugh. even if he spent half his life in piltover the other half isn't one he forgot, and he knows the worst possible thing you could do in a mugging or attack of any kind is make said attacker feel belittled, laughed at. not unless you could back it up, and he simply can't.

but of course he does laugh, quiet but unmistakable, more a snort than anything.] Depends. My crutch might be worth something, but I would be desperate enough to keep it that it may not actually be worth the effort. [desperation was the most dangerous thing a person could be, in his experience at least.] The rest? Eh. I hid the more useful things before coming here.

[then again he's heard blood is valuable. wouldn't that be a new and fascinating thing to be mugged for?]