He's familiar with the power of the Royal Arms, has fought against and aside someone who could wield them, so while he cannot see them as they spin and glitter and destroy, he can picture it clearly in his mind.
And he wonders if they'll be turned to him.]
Ardyn.
[There's an unspoken question there, the urge to press for information. This is a strange world, he's been told. Things are not the same as they are on Eos.
But is a man who admits he's still a monster someone who can truly change or be trusted? Is he a man Ignis can let his guard down around?
He tries to think of what to say, but - but it seems cruel to demand something from a man who seems to have already pushed to the edge. Perhaps he's too soft, perhaps the strangeness of this place is getting to him.
Perhaps none of that matters, now, as much as figuring out how much of a threat Ardyn will be to him.]
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Oh, goodness.
He's familiar with the power of the Royal Arms, has fought against and aside someone who could wield them, so while he cannot see them as they spin and glitter and destroy, he can picture it clearly in his mind.
And he wonders if they'll be turned to him.]
Ardyn.
[There's an unspoken question there, the urge to press for information. This is a strange world, he's been told. Things are not the same as they are on Eos.
But is a man who admits he's still a monster someone who can truly change or be trusted? Is he a man Ignis can let his guard down around?
He tries to think of what to say, but - but it seems cruel to demand something from a man who seems to have already pushed to the edge. Perhaps he's too soft, perhaps the strangeness of this place is getting to him.
Perhaps none of that matters, now, as much as figuring out how much of a threat Ardyn will be to him.]
Why are you here?