"...I'm not going to lie and say I can't, but the drawback of being human is that one well placed shot from that knife rather negates the issue in general. The point is, I don't want to hurt you."

Ardyn brought a hand to his mouth in thought, sleeve falling back enough to show the edges of a black stylized phoenix tattoo on his forearm.

"Talcott...Talcott, why does that sound familiar...Apologies, I don't think it's coming to me. So let me start over and just say it's nice to meet you. But I don't understand what you mean by 'exactly'. Obviously, Noctis killed me in Insomnia and I woke up in space, because that's just the harsh left turn my life apparently needed. I'm a step behind him so far as timelines for...rather obvious reasons, but when we spoke after that it was quite clearly established we were both dead."