I cannot ever fix the past. But to me you will always be family. No matter how far apart we are or how divergent the paths we have walked, the sun and the stars are just the same thing seen from different places.

[He exhales, slowly. Too many thoughts, and he can't make them fix upon one track.

But he loves the man in front of him, like gravity, like sunlight, wants to curl up against his brother and never go anywhere again. He wants to go home, for the first time in so long, because now he knows where home is.

But he's still angry. Angry that Ardyn is putting up this wall, that he knows he can't tear it down without making things worse between them. Angry that Ardyn didn't trust him in the first place, angry about the Wall -

It's too much, and he doesn't know what to do, except that leaving this alone will surely drive him mad once more.]