EL NYSA IC INBOX.

[daemonized]

ardyn izunia.

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[originallutece]

Ask me in a thousand years.

[See? She can be flippant too. But much like her so-called husband, though her words are sarcastic, there's something serious buried beneath it all.]

It would be a great deal easier on the two of us if you'd actually talk to me and answer questions in a straightforward manner. As it is, I have to resort to using what methods I can. Tricking stories out of you and following up on vague hints is only the start.

[daemonized]

I think you're still sore about losing that bet of ours, and thus your opportunity for honesty between us has flown out the proverbial window, hm?

[Yes, the flippancy does not leave.]

i cant believe you're using that icon on me how dare you

[originallutece]

[Yes, if the way her mouth tightens is any indication.]

Until we have another bet, anyway. I can't imagine we won't; your victory was too sweet to pass up another opportunity.

that is literally everyone's reaction to that icon and i regret nothing

[daemonized]

Oh, you're right about that.

[At least he admits to it truthfully enough.]

Perhaps we'll involve Prompto again a second time.

IT'S A RUDE ICON

[originallutece]

No.

[She says that firmly enough. For Prompto's sake or her own? Who knows.]

Our next bet will be between ourselves only. A measure of our own abilities or wills or what have you.