[It's the imposter that makes him slacken his grip first, dumbfounded, but Ardyn drives the spike of doubt the rest of the way. The jealous king, the brother who stole the throne, stolen last namesake Ardyn had used for who knows how long--Izunia.

He'd seen...glimpses, before. Ardyn playing around with projection, never satisfied with his own flawed and extremely long memory. But this man looked like a damn double.

Holy shit. Twins.]

I kinda thought you'd be...bluer. [Church half remembers himself, moving to Ardyn's side instead of behind him, grabbing his hand--tightly.] Hey. It's fine, I just mistook him for you and told him to put that stupid outfit back. You wandered off, dumbass. If you get the cops on us in the middle of the mall, it's every man for himself. [Because leave it to Church to try and diffuse a situation with mild humor.]