[ It's not fair; none of it is. Ardyn hardly needs Yuuri to tell him just how tragic and terrible his own life is but she feels like she might just explode if she keeps it in her chest. For whatever the man calling himself Ardyn Izunia did for those two thousand years he spent waiting for Bahamut to let him die, that didn't mean Ardyn Lucis Caelum had been worth throwing away like he had been. And that can't have been the only way to do it. Two thousand years of pain and darkness can't have been the only way to wipe the world clean of a plague.

She starts when he touches her. She hadn't been expecting it but really, he was hardly going to sit there idly while she wound herself up. She forces herself to try and calm down -- she can't be the one being comforted here when Ardyn is the one needing to be supported. But still, she finds herself balking. ]

I-- everything I've...? I mean-- I've-- I've tried to help but it... I'm sure it hasn't been enough. There's not enough I can do for you all.