[ He’s not trying to keep Ardyn at a distance as much as he’s trying to keep Ardyn from seeing what he’ll be picking up from the delivery moogle. What with it being Starlight, or close to it, X’rhun thought it appropriate to get a gift for his stalwart traveling companion and dear friend.

But of course, Ardyn only listens to X’rhun when it suits him, and X’rhun may have to satisfy himself with giving his gift a bit early. ]

You’d make me trudge my way through the snow and this dreadful cold for the rest of the day to search for you? How cruel!

[ An over exaggeration, of course, punctuated by X’rhun pressing a hand to his chest, woolen gloves sinking into the many layers he wears, and tossing his head back. ]

I’ll not suffer for your inability to stay where it is already nice and warm, thank you very much!

[ Usually the delivery moogle can be found milling about near the theatre, but the weather has driven it to seek shelter at the nearby leatherworker’s guildhall. X’rhun kicks the snow from his boots as he enters the building’s covered porch. ]

But there’s no turning back now, as we’ve arrived at our destination. I don’t suppose I might be able to persuade you to cover your eyes for a bit, hm?