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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]

[Insert an obviously fake gasp of shock here. As if he were absolutely scandalized that she would say this about his outfit.]

Grell... how could you?

[He steps forward closer to her, hand to his chest.]

It is no mockery. It's a work of art! The sacrifice of many for the greater good; to be a part of something larger than just a singular scarf, but rather all of them, in their elegant patterns and always-matching colors, coming together to make...

[A sweeping gesture to indicate at himself.]

This. Walking, moving poetry.

[Dramatics.]

[erythristic]

If it's poetry, then the writer needs to try again! And I helped you make that, I can absolutely view it with the critic's eye - I can judge at least half of it!

[half. but she's going to judge the whole thing, and why are they even on this subject? the day feels surreal enough.]

But I am touched by your devotion to it even so.

[daemonized]

[If that's the case then he's allowed his opinion on half of it as well! Even if it is an opinion based solely in amusement, though there is one sincere part about it that he's willing to divulge.]

Oh, you break my heart. Of course I'm devoted to it. Do you have any idea why?

[erythristic]

Because it's the last thing you have of all those who gave their lives to the cause? Because you know that to wear it in public was to truly tell everyone you care not for their opinions on your looks?

[it has to be a ridiculous reason, of course. she's willing to believe he kept it just because it makes him amused.]

[daemonized]

Mm. Perhaps. Reasons that are much smaller, easily forgotten, in the face of the larger truth.

[She's not wrong. But it's not the whole of the reason.]

I kept it because we made it together. I couldn't discard something with that memory behind it. Call me a sentimental fool if you like.

[erythristic]

[she opens her mouth to comment, and then closes it, clearly touched by that reasoning. damn it. now she can't mock it as much, not when something that sweet was there.]

You are a fool.

[but so am I, her face says, and she's too fond to go further.]

[daemonized]

[He can't even be bothered to pretend to take offense. His grin only widens, affection growing, as he decides to sink into the cushion directly next to Grell, looking at her.]

Yes, but I'm your fool.

[erythristic]

I would hope so. I can't marry you if you're anyone else's.

[and she would have to bring out all the fire she has if something tried to tear them apart before then.]

[daemonized]

Have no doubt. I'll only ever be yours, forever and always.

[He means every word of it. Ardyn leans in to give her a kiss on the cheek, then pulls back just enough to say, a bit humorously:]

Now then, since you cannot seem to appreciate the artistic genius of this particular outfit, I think I'll return upstairs and change.