[Ardyn sat up from where he'd been knocked down, breathing hard and running a hand through his hair. He wanted to just get up and bolt as fast as warping would carry him,but he found he couldn't move or even speak for a long few moments.]
[He didn't remember much, but he remembered enough of that day and the resulting executions that bringing it up was setting off that cold sensation of encroaching panic that so often took up residence in Ardyn's chest. And it wasn't something that was easy to get a handle on--not on his own, not without someone or even just Luscinia nearby to help ground him in reality.]
[Yet against all better judgement, when he finally could speak:]
no subject
[He didn't remember much, but he remembered enough of that day and the resulting executions that bringing it up was setting off that cold sensation of encroaching panic that so often took up residence in Ardyn's chest. And it wasn't something that was easy to get a handle on--not on his own, not without someone or even just Luscinia nearby to help ground him in reality.]
[Yet against all better judgement, when he finally could speak:]
...what are you talking about?