[And that is invitation enough - Izunia is there immediately, light bobbing at his shoulder, both of his hands taking Ardyn's.
It's cold. He had known it would be, but it still sends a shiver to his spine that he's barely able to stop, as all of his brain screams at him to get away.
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It's cold. He had known it would be, but it still sends a shiver to his spine that he's barely able to stop, as all of his brain screams at him to get away.
Shut up, brain.]
It's okay. I'm here.