[Ardyn drew his hand back only slightly, in favor of holding it out in a silent offer that felt...right. As if it were a familiar and practiced gesture he'd long since forgotten the reasoning behind.]

We're going to take back what we've forgotten. I don't know how, but I refuse to let whatever's transpired be lost forever. They-...our friends both living and dead deserve to be remembered, and I'll not assume such time to be lost to us.