[And yet perhaps it is selfish to even jest about it, knowing that X’rhun would not be able to free him of this tiresome mortal coil. In all his sentimentality, in their friendship grown into something immeasurable and still unspoken of between them, he knows he cannot truly ask that of him. Doling out more pain, though his very existence was curated for it, is not something Ardyn has the heart nor energy to do any longer. Not when his purpose has been fulfilled, the darkness now cast out from Eos and his body free from its influence.

Some people might call that a blessing. A second chance. These people are utter idiots, Ardyn would reply, not accounting for how broken it leaves both body and spirit.

He takes a bite of his food, looking at X’rhun’s expression. Chews with consideration and swallows. Then motions with his fork at him.]

Held back by sentiment. [A ha! tumbles from his mouth.] Well. How flattering, but ultimately not surprising. Honestly, if you missed me so much, you need only say so.