[ Even through his woolen hat, he heard that, the fabric shifting as his ears swivel back in Ardyn’s direction. X’rhun calls back over his shoulder, ]
You have been to Ala Mhigo, remember? ‘Twas not exactly a cold place, and even after all my years on the road I’ve yet to find any sort of fondness for winter weather.
[ Still, he slows a little to allow Ardyn to catch up. He finds walking alongside him preferable, almost comforting in a way to know that they’re no longer separated by world, no longer bound by the promise that one day they will be parted, shunted back to their homes. ]
The stuffed toys from Eos, you mean? I think I much prefer them, too.
[ Even if he has never seen one! X’rhun is amenable on the worst of days, but sometimes moogles manage to pick at his otherwise bottomless patience – not enough to antagonize them, certainly. He’ll leave that to Ardyn. ]
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You have been to Ala Mhigo, remember? ‘Twas not exactly a cold place, and even after all my years on the road I’ve yet to find any sort of fondness for winter weather.
[ Still, he slows a little to allow Ardyn to catch up. He finds walking alongside him preferable, almost comforting in a way to know that they’re no longer separated by world, no longer bound by the promise that one day they will be parted, shunted back to their homes. ]
The stuffed toys from Eos, you mean? I think I much prefer them, too.
[ Even if he has never seen one! X’rhun is amenable on the worst of days, but sometimes moogles manage to pick at his otherwise bottomless patience – not enough to antagonize them, certainly. He’ll leave that to Ardyn. ]