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[carbungle]

[He does hesitate when he responds here, so he can give a proper honest answer. Technically - or biologically, whatever - either version of Ardyn would be family. But that's not the truth of it; he knows that here, at least, he chose that distinction. He can choose it again if he wants.]

it's not you who's changed

i don't see why that would have to change either

[scourgingstars]

i'm glad to hear that

i know this is difficult, to phrase it lightly, but i do care about you. for whatever that might be worth.

[carbungle]

it's worth a lot

[The eyes are the worst, he thinks. When Izunia had finally revealed himself, there'd been so much hate in them, let loose after being restrained for gods-knew how long. It was frightening, to have those eyes turned on him.]

it's worth more than you know.

[scourgingstars]

is that right? oh, dear. i'll have to set about reminding you every so often, then.

[carbungle]

[....

hah.]

don't go overboard either, say it too often and it won't be believable

[scourgingstars]

me, go overboard? goodness, i wouldn't dare.

[carbungle]

please

you're at least a little bit extra, sir granduncle

[that is unfortunately genetic throughout.]

[scourgingstars]

i fear i can't help just a bit. it runs very deep in the bloodline.

[carbungle]

great, we're all screwed

that explains a lot about lucis in general actually

[scourgingstars]

oh, you may blame the root of that fully on my brother. i would never have dreamed of outfitting an entire kingdom in shades of black, how excessively serious.

[carbungle]

consider the blame passed along

but you have to admit the aesthetics are on point, i look great in black

[He's certainly not about to take after his dad's purple striped suits or whatever the hell Izunia thinks passes for fashion.]

[scourgingstars]

true, white would suit you no better than black would on me. i suppose it worked out, then.

1/2

[carbungle]

guess that's true

[. . . .]

kind of grim, tho

white for the immortal and black for the kings who get killed by their own crown

[carbungle]

[.......fuck, and they were good-]

sorry

sorry that was shitty

forget it

[scourgingstars]

it's okay

[Wasn't like he was going to get mad about the truth.]

you're fine, don't worry about it

[carbungle]

okay

[HE WORRIES. though in this case he's more mad at himself for wrecking the mood, again. his lot in life these days.]

okay its okay

hey you know what we should do when this whole whatever-it-is gets sorted

[scourgingstars]

and what might that be, dear nephew

[carbungle]

joyride in the regalia

[you want to experience noct's driving habits, right uncle]

[scourgingstars]

i am not so sure about that

[he's lucky he even knows what a car is, noctis]

[carbungle]

oh sorry i misspoke

you know what we ARE doing after all this

there we go

[scourgingstars]

i feel i have gotten myself into a fair bit of trouble somehow

[carbungle]

you'll be fine you're immortal anyway

[because that's totally the issue.]

[scourgingstars]

i am still quite capable of silly things like 'apprehension' and 'mortal terror', funny enough!

[carbungle]

huh yeah that is weird

anyway you'll love it, there's no ride like the regalia

just ask ignis

[.........wait it'll be him behind the wheel.]

don't ask ignis

ask prompto

[scourgingstars]

wait

why don't you want me asking ignis

[but he's the SENSIBLE one]