Of course, he doesn't know. When has he ever had the opportunity to want anything for himself? He's not like Ardyn who just takes what he wants, no matter the cost, and says damn the consequences. Once again, he worries the gulf between them is insurmountable. Despite himself, that only makes Ardyn want to close it more.

When will he ever learn?

"I can teach you," he offers. It's a risk he's willing to take for the potential reward. "You are only in service to yourself here, after all. Same as me. Any of us." As he speaks, he steps in again and doesn't waver in keeping Ravus' gaze. "I can tell you what I want right now, if it helps," he continues, lips upturning just a tick in mischievous playfulness. A dash of desire behind his amber eyes that he can't quite conceal anymore for added measure.

"What I want is another kiss. Maybe a few more, if I'm allowing myself to be greedy. So I ask again, Ravus: What do you want?"