[And what he is supposed to say to such earnestness? Words like that strip him raw, when Ardyn already feels so barren after being stolen from his rest, given a lease on what might as well be a new life, unwanted and unneeded.
It would be easier to just drop the sentiment, or step around it, or reflect, or do anything except reply with equal truth. But Ardyn is just so… tired, that he cannot do anything except let it sink into him, settling in his bones, and conjure up his own reply. He loses some of his flippancy, as if it was taking a great effort to keep it upright in the first place.]
How kind it is to know that someone had been thinking of me with fondness — even if it’s a notion learnt too late. [A thin, wry grin.] I hadn’t much time to think of our departure from one another, you know. Only the fleeting few minutes before Noctis threw open the throne room doors, come to challenge me.
But in what moments I did have, several were spared for your memory. That says something, you know.
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It would be easier to just drop the sentiment, or step around it, or reflect, or do anything except reply with equal truth. But Ardyn is just so… tired, that he cannot do anything except let it sink into him, settling in his bones, and conjure up his own reply. He loses some of his flippancy, as if it was taking a great effort to keep it upright in the first place.]
How kind it is to know that someone had been thinking of me with fondness — even if it’s a notion learnt too late. [A thin, wry grin.] I hadn’t much time to think of our departure from one another, you know. Only the fleeting few minutes before Noctis threw open the throne room doors, come to challenge me.
But in what moments I did have, several were spared for your memory. That says something, you know.