[ As if he would expect anything other than flippancy from Ardyn. Even in their most serious of conversations, Ardyn has ever had that air about him.
X’rhun’s eyes flick to Ardyn’s chest at the gesture, and he briefly wonders how that must pull at the wound he knows is there, an angry red reminder of the reason X’rhun is here now.
He takes the invitation to step closer but does not deign to sit. Instead he remains standing, his tail – allowed to be free and unhidden within the, well, safety of the safehouse – giving a terse little twitch. ]
I want to know just what you think you’re doing, goading Noctis and his friends as you are.
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X’rhun’s eyes flick to Ardyn’s chest at the gesture, and he briefly wonders how that must pull at the wound he knows is there, an angry red reminder of the reason X’rhun is here now.
He takes the invitation to step closer but does not deign to sit. Instead he remains standing, his tail – allowed to be free and unhidden within the, well, safety of the safehouse – giving a terse little twitch. ]
I want to know just what you think you’re doing, goading Noctis and his friends as you are.