[Well, Regis might be in for a surprise. For the last thing that Ardyn remembers is so much light enveloping him, tearing him apart in the afterlife. The Prophecy, come to fruition, all neatly sliding into place as it should. And finally, that great, yawning void of nothingness, which was all that was left to meet him.
And now? He’s here, and there are those from Eos that should not exist in the way that they do, speaking to him through their minds. You see, he takes issue with a multitude of things in this particular circumstance, but perhaps none of them aligning to what Regis might think exactly.]
Is that so?
[The question of how much he wishes to say is guarded quite carefully already. No images of that particular revelation to slip through, not when Ardyn feels that he’s at the disadvantage upon arriving here. The best gets is this:]
That may be the case; but you’ll find I’m more concerned about what’s already slipped through my fingers, more so than what might remain out of my reach.
you passed up on skull painting....smh
And now? He’s here, and there are those from Eos that should not exist in the way that they do, speaking to him through their minds. You see, he takes issue with a multitude of things in this particular circumstance, but perhaps none of them aligning to what Regis might think exactly.]
Is that so?
[The question of how much he wishes to say is guarded quite carefully already. No images of that particular revelation to slip through, not when Ardyn feels that he’s at the disadvantage upon arriving here. The best gets is this:]
That may be the case; but you’ll find I’m more concerned about what’s already slipped through my fingers, more so than what might remain out of my reach.
[Cryptic and unhelpful. #ardyn]
Would you permit me to ask you a question or two?