izunia lucis callout

[founderinglight]

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

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[founderinglight]

No, but... After. It's not as though I was lacking in chances after he rematerialized.

[photoshooter]

Oh.

[o h.]

Yeah, that's... Sorry. I guess... sometimes, you're so sure of something, you just don't stop to ask questions no matter what else doesn't add up.

['Why wouldn't I?!']

[founderinglight]

And who would doubt the word of the gods, after all?

[Hey he's so bitter about that.]

I didn't. Not until Ignis put on the ring and Ardyn warped in front of him. For two thousand years, I believed.

[That's why he told you to ask, Prompto, when you're unsure. Things worse than seeming needy for reassurance: dooming your twin brother to two thousand years as the world's enemy.]

[photoshooter]

[Ann Landers never had to deal with this shit.]

...That's rough, buddy.

Who'd have thought, with all the trouble they go through to communicate with us mere mortals at all, they'd waste words lying?

[founderinglight]

...You're not much for politics, are you.

[Not even actually a question. He's the Normal Friend, Ignis is the politician.]

Every word of the lie was spoken with intention. Another step in the plan, so to speak.

[photoshooter]

'Scuze me for being a peasant. Clone. Thing.

[He says it glumly, though, cupping his chin in his hands.]

Guess I'm so used to being stepped on for people's plans I don't really think about how they make them.

[founderinglight]

Nothing wrong with that. Not everyone is born to it like we were.

[Being born into it isn't really all that great.]

But the politics of mortals and the politics of the divine are basically the same. Everyone involved is spinning the truth, knitting the truth, and sometimes outright lying to get what they want.