[Any fight that was left is ripped from him, tossed aside like it was never there at all.
Of course he knows. Of course he saw what Bahamut would ask. The Kings of Yore were as tied to the Astrals and to the fate of the Chosen King as Noctis and Ardyn were.
There truly is nothing that he could have hidden from a man who had already seen him laid bear.]
You're not.
[Such a thing must be possible, if people can be brought here months apart from each other. Time is strange, here, he was told.
But that just makes the ice sinking in his gut and strangling his heart even colder.]
When are you from?
[Before him? After? And why are you telling him this, now?]
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Of course he knows. Of course he saw what Bahamut would ask. The Kings of Yore were as tied to the Astrals and to the fate of the Chosen King as Noctis and Ardyn were.
There truly is nothing that he could have hidden from a man who had already seen him laid bear.]
You're not.
[Such a thing must be possible, if people can be brought here months apart from each other. Time is strange, here, he was told.
But that just makes the ice sinking in his gut and strangling his heart even colder.]
When are you from?
[Before him? After? And why are you telling him this, now?]