... [He turned the coin over again--the face and name of an Oracle he didn't know, a year he didn't even understand, and all of it recognizably from Eos in nature. It didn't make sense...none of this made sense. But in a terrible way Ardyn refused to acknowledge, there was an explanation that might have allowed everything to fall into place.]

[It would be possible, if--]

...You really do sound like my retainer, if a bit more blunt and ineloquent. Clearly as stubborn, if nothing else. [He laughed softly, coin disappearing into a pocket as he brushed violet hair out of his face.]

I can accept that deal. Whatever should happen from here, we face it as who and whatever we might be at this moment.