[He would have been content to saunter off and find a good hiding place to peek at the proceedings, but Ardyn is not one to turn down such a kind offer. His lips tug upward, eyes taking on an eerie golden glow.]

If you insist... why, I can even lend a hand if you like. That arm of yours is intimidating, but I'm afraid your pretty face spoils the effect somewhat. May I?

[Ardyn takes a step closer.]