Well I can't say I would know, but I certainly know what I wouldn't be caught outside wearing. Contrary to popular belief, I have standards now and again.
[Ardyn considered that for a moment; he was already at least capable of the occasional teasing, but it was something he was still trying to relearn at times.]
This from someone whose hair resembles the back end of a chicken? Things truly have changed in the last two thousand years, clearly.
See, that? Right there? That's too nice. I don't even know what the hell to say to something like that.
[Despite the words his tone is only half-heartedly begrudging; such a comment shoots right for the heart, and he's quieter than before, sinking down into the couch cushion and pressed more firmly against Ardyn's side.]
[Noctis falls into a comfortable silence for a long moment afterwards; it might almost seem like he's drifting, with so much of the wine consumed; on good days his tolerance is mixed at best, and this has not been a good day. But finally he reaches up to take the wine back, draining another swig.]
...Will you be okay? I mean... for real. No bullshit.
[It's as honest as Ardyn's response, and equally noncommittal. Seems there's no easy way to tell.]
Maybe, eventually. As okay as someone can get when it comes to this kind of thing. [He purses his lips tightly, reluctant for a long moment before finally adding,] I wish... we could choose. I'd feel better about it if it was my decision, but it's not. Not really.
[Given the "choice" between sacrificing himself and abandoning the world to darkness, it isn't a true choice at all.]
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[A shrug of his shoulders, and a small but somewhat more present smile:]
Seeking attention, maybe?
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[Unpredictable, except when he worked hard to be incredibly predictable.]
Maybe he was trying to use bad fashion to piss me off even more.
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How would you dress up the harbinger of the apocalypse? Something more colourful maybe?
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[Tired hippie TA is a unique fashion, but it's still fashion of sorts.]
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[It's a little bad. But he didn't say it.]
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[He appreciates the niceties - it's not Izunia's thing - but that doesn't mean he wants Ardyn to be a doormat.]
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This from someone whose hair resembles the back end of a chicken? Things truly have changed in the last two thousand years, clearly.
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[Of course he goes for the hair.]
At least chicks are cuter than a rat's nest.
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[He and Prompto have been doing the butt jokes for years, Ardyn has some catching up to do.]
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[Noctis smiles faintly and offers the wine back. He needs to slow down or he actually will fall asleep.]
I guess being nice really does suit you. Keep it up, then.
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[He'd definitely be taking a drink, though.]
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[Despite the words his tone is only half-heartedly begrudging; such a comment shoots right for the heart, and he's quieter than before, sinking down into the couch cushion and pressed more firmly against Ardyn's side.]
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[He hugged Noctis' shoulders a little more tightly, laughing softly.]
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...Will you be okay? I mean... for real. No bullshit.
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What about you? Will you be alright?
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[It's as honest as Ardyn's response, and equally noncommittal. Seems there's no easy way to tell.]
Maybe, eventually. As okay as someone can get when it comes to this kind of thing. [He purses his lips tightly, reluctant for a long moment before finally adding,] I wish... we could choose. I'd feel better about it if it was my decision, but it's not. Not really.
[Given the "choice" between sacrificing himself and abandoning the world to darkness, it isn't a true choice at all.]
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So do I. I don't think it wrong, to wish for something like that.
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[And as Ardyn had said earlier, he's allowed to feel however he likes about it. That's true for both of them.]
I hope, after everything... the world can exist without any more prophecies. Has this one done anything besides hurt people this whole time?