[Ardyn's tall form is not difficult to pinpoint in a crowd, especially for someone so very heatedly looking for him, like Noctis. That flourish of mussed, wine-colored hair can likely be spotted from a fair distance away, and Ardyn isn't even lost in the flow of an overly large crowd. He is, instead, leaning up against the wall of a building, casual as you please. Fishermen and the like wander by, uncaring for his presence.
Though he doesn't stay like that for long. Pushing himself off of the wall, he spreads his arms wide, having spotted the young man at a distance. He calls out to him.]
Noctis! How good of you to be expedient.
[The smile is utterly the same as he would remember, full of humorous contempt and superciliousness. If the boy wishes to be aggressive, then let him make the first move -- but he's right, he'll bait him for it shamelessly.]
action indeed!
Though he doesn't stay like that for long. Pushing himself off of the wall, he spreads his arms wide, having spotted the young man at a distance. He calls out to him.]
Noctis! How good of you to be expedient.
[The smile is utterly the same as he would remember, full of humorous contempt and superciliousness. If the boy wishes to be aggressive, then let him make the first move -- but he's right, he'll bait him for it shamelessly.]