"Careful." It was a gentle admonishment, Ardyn looking through the Armiger for only a moment before coming up with a bandage he held out to Talcott. For all the curatives he had, he'd still kept a fair bit of the infirmary just in case.

"I just mean...look, it's really none of my business, but it sounds like you and the other kids were handed an unfair choice right out of a miserable situation. And maybe I'm sticking myself where I don't really belong, but I just don't like the idea of a group of children running around doing gods know what because they aren't allowed any other option. I'm not saying 'run off back home', just...you know, it's better to have the choice to do what you want with your life."

And weren't choice and free will just insane concepts.

"...Consider it my thanks. For...finding something no one else ever could."