[Noctis considers the question, setting the pawn aside.]
So... the other guy is a huge bastard, evil, actively starting wars between countries, building a daemon army... but I'd be all for suggesting you do what he did besides that, which is as far as I can tell dicking around living his best life in defiance of everyone and everything. Every time I saw him he had a big smirk on his face like he was doing exactly what he wanted to and nothing more.
[Which... y'know. Would be kind of enviable, if not for everything else.]
I just figure, if the Astrals didn't lift a finger to try and smite him until it was prophecy go time, they wouldn't bother you.
...I suppose that they wouldn't, when you phrase it like that. Maybe a little harmless traveling wouldn't hurt, when I've the time to spare for it. I always did want to see Tenebrae.
[Nicer than his own, for sure, what with the invasion and everything being on fire. It's depressing to think about, so he tries not to dwell on it. The whole world's gone to shit, but at least there's some hope for a peaceful future.]
Just resign yourself to seeing a million blue sylleblossoms. Might meet a princess, though.
[If he's remembering timelines right, Queen Sylva would've been around, albeit much younger.]
[Ardyn trailed off, hand hovering over the board for a long moment with a quietly distant stare. Contemplating either the board or the concept, or perhaps both.]
[He seemed to snap out of it soon enough, calmly capturing another pawn.]
...that would be nice. Traveling, meeting people, seeing what form the world's taken now.
[Noctis waits, watching with unusually quiet patience, and once Ardyn makes his decision he nods and leans back a bit, seemingly satisfied.]
Yeah, that sounds like something you might enjoy. I know I did.
[Being locked away inside a city's walls isn't the same as being held alone in an island prison, he's certainly aware, but the cautious curiosity of an unknown world is a feeling he can empathize well with.]
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So... the other guy is a huge bastard, evil, actively starting wars between countries, building a daemon army... but I'd be all for suggesting you do what he did besides that, which is as far as I can tell dicking around living his best life in defiance of everyone and everything. Every time I saw him he had a big smirk on his face like he was doing exactly what he wanted to and nothing more.
[Which... y'know. Would be kind of enviable, if not for everything else.]
I just figure, if the Astrals didn't lift a finger to try and smite him until it was prophecy go time, they wouldn't bother you.
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[Nicer than his own, for sure, what with the invasion and everything being on fire. It's depressing to think about, so he tries not to dwell on it. The whole world's gone to shit, but at least there's some hope for a peaceful future.]
Just resign yourself to seeing a million blue sylleblossoms. Might meet a princess, though.
[If he's remembering timelines right, Queen Sylva would've been around, albeit much younger.]
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[Ardyn trailed off, hand hovering over the board for a long moment with a quietly distant stare. Contemplating either the board or the concept, or perhaps both.]
[He seemed to snap out of it soon enough, calmly capturing another pawn.]
...that would be nice. Traveling, meeting people, seeing what form the world's taken now.
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Yeah, that sounds like something you might enjoy. I know I did.
[Being locked away inside a city's walls isn't the same as being held alone in an island prison, he's certainly aware, but the cautious curiosity of an unknown world is a feeling he can empathize well with.]