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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[daemonized]

[Okay, he just has to say it. He can't not.]

How very romantic. Completely and utterly so. You must be delighted.

[originallutece]

Eat your damn omurice. If you keep carrying on I won't tell you anything else.

[daemonized]

Fine, fine.

[FINE HE'LL EAT]

But only because there's a promise of you saying more.

[originallutece]

[GOOD.

But what else . . . hm.]

I don't think he quite realizes I've no intention of letting him leave until Sunday.

[daemonized]

Oh, so you plan on keeping him hostage? Why Sunday?

[originallutece]

[She gives him a look.]

I've waited three months, Ardyn.

[Buddy.]

I leave the task of keeping Noctis and Prompto occupied to you. They're getting used to coming by my apartment-- or, well, Noctis is, anyway, and I assume where one goes, the other will eventually follow.

[daemonized]

[Listen, he just finds this all very amusing in a sweet way. Though if he says that much, he's sure that she'll stop this line of conversation with him immediately. HE WANTS DEETS OKAY

So he just laughs at her response.]

How you've managed to survive so far remains a mystery to me.

[At the mention of the children, tho]

Noctis told me he's known you since he was younger. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that he even visits occasionally.

[originallutece]

He's getting used to me again, I think.

[She smiles faintly.]

I all but became his nanny, much to my irritation, when he was a child and I was twenty-two. I was working for his father at the time-- not precisely my line of work, but I needed the money. Regis asked me to watch him one day, and before I could protest, I was saddled with a ten year old. I answered a few science questions of his on a whim, thinking nothing of it, and yet the next day Regis had me entertaining him, because apparently that had endeared me to him.

[She says it fondly, though her words are irritated.]

So we began a routine. I'd teach him on my lunch break, and then I'd work while he came up with questions for me to answer. He was quite comfortable with me by the end.

And now, I suppose, we're relearning how to interact with one another. It's a bit easier now that he's grown, I must say.

[daemonized]

[He listens, and is oddly surprised, because he did not expect the connection to run back quite that far, or be so... well. Endearing. Rosalind's words might be lined with irritation, but he can see the seed of fondness in there.]

What a small world it is. That he would still be a figure in your life even now, in some form or fashion. He'll be in my class again this coming semester, you know. He's a smart young man, though sometimes lacking in motivation.

[originallutece]

Mm, very smart.

[And lacking in motivation, certainly, but given they're both going to be his professors, Rosalind thinks they might soon fix that problem.]

He's going to make every excuse in the world to sleep in class after all this monster nonsense. Do tell me if you find a remedy. I typically drop books when that happens, but it'll be a fair bit tiring to do that twice a week.

[daemonized]

[His smile sharpens, ever so slightly.]

So you're telling me that I should be a bit more creative? I'm sure I can come up with something. There's only so much he can sleep when his desk goes missing.

[originallutece]

[It's mean how she laughs, but oh, well, Noctis will survive.]

You'd be surprised, frankly. If nothing else, he'll resort to using Prompto as a pillow. But I think that may be a good start.

[daemonized]

He may... if Prompto was still so inclined to sit in during my lectures.

[THAT WON'T BE THE CASE MUCH ANY MORE, gee, I wonder why.]

[originallutece]

You're going to make him stand!

[daemonized]

Only if it comes to that! I will, of course, give him the benefit of the doubt and assume that he will pay attention during class first.

[originallutece]

Oh, how kind. And the instant his attention wavers, you'll be cruel.

[She says, laughing, so you know what it's fine.]

Tell me he's at least not taking a three hour class.

[daemonized]

Exactly.

[He's laughing too, so. Yes. It's Fine. For everyone except for Noctis probably.]

He's not. But it is a morning class. That's nearly worse.

[originallutece]

He'll learn. Or he'll wander in with a blanket and grunt at you, that's about what he does when I bully him into waking up at nine when he stays on my couch.

[daemonized]

Well, he certainly won't be allowed to bring a blanket to class. It'll be confiscated until the lecture is over.