[You already had a fist fight in the sand once, how much more of an argument can it be?

The lack of response just seems to get Izunia more riled up, actually.]

I want to be seen. I want to be acknowledged for who I am, yes, even though I was a terrible fuck up. I lost my bloody mind and thought the best way to keep your memory alive was to take your fucking place and I kept that up for two thousand years, and I am so goddamn tired of masks. I am so goddamn tired of not being seen for who I am, mistakes and all.

Look at me, Ardyn.