[Ah but Ravus, Ardyn's had nothing but his festering feelings for companionship these two thousand years. Can you fault him that they are going skittering about in such an obvious manner, truly? Although the Chancellor's not all that keen that how he truly feels is out on display for all to see. It does rather ruin his air of mystery, doesn't it?
Nevertheless, he takes the greeting in stride, managing not to betray his surprise at who issues it with so much as a twitch of an eyelash. Well. Maybe one eyelash, but nothing more. Last Ardyn saw of Ravus, he'd been conveniently turned into a daemon begging for death at the hand of the little prince. How fascinating.]
Well hello there, High Commander! You're looking remarkably well.
[For a man who was last seen as a writhing mass dripping of darkness.
Unsure of what the late high commander knows, or doesn't know, Ardyn promptly decides to remain cheerfully enigmatic. At least until he can suss out more information. Clearly Ravus isn't aware of his ignoble end. Otherwise the chancellor is quite certain the greeting at hand wouldn't be so polite. And frosty. Brr!]
A for Ain't It The Truth?
Nevertheless, he takes the greeting in stride, managing not to betray his surprise at who issues it with so much as a twitch of an eyelash. Well. Maybe one eyelash, but nothing more. Last Ardyn saw of Ravus, he'd been conveniently turned into a daemon begging for death at the hand of the little prince. How fascinating.]
Well hello there, High Commander! You're looking remarkably well.
[For a man who was last seen as a writhing mass dripping of darkness.
Unsure of what the late high commander knows, or doesn't know, Ardyn promptly decides to remain cheerfully enigmatic. At least until he can suss out more information. Clearly Ravus isn't aware of his ignoble end. Otherwise the chancellor is quite certain the greeting at hand wouldn't be so polite. And frosty. Brr!]
It would appear there's a nip in the air today.