izunia lucis callout

[founderinglight]

you will pry twinzunia from my cold dead hands let's do this

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[founderinglight]

It's up to you, Ardyn.

[My dear shadow, he almost says, but bites back. Even if this is still the Ardyn who stood between him and innumerable lamps while he was trying to work, that has a different meaning that this light-hearted, younger version doesn't deserve to bear.]

[scourgingstars]

Don't start being difficult now. Show me whatever you like.

[founderinglight]

Let's wander, then, and perhaps reach the Citadel eventually.

[Arm in arm, the apparent gap between their ages disregarded, neither wanting to let go.]

[scourgingstars]

You know well that I should follow anywhere you might go.

[Ardyn, luckily, always had ridiculously long legs that made it no problem to keep up even as young as he was.]