[He doesn't speak French, so whatever she said escapes him. Ardyn is still obviously observant enough to know that it isn't anything good; thankfully, it slides off of him like water of a chocobo's back.]

Not only are you hot-headed, but you're quick to jump to assumptions. [Ardyn? Oh-so concerned about a loss of life? Good heavens, no. Maybe once upon a time, but these days he possesses a detachment that's quite disturbing.]

Some of us do care about reputation, for what else do we have in this world if not that? Are you so eager to be branded as someone so unreliable that no one would go to you for help if they needed it? Someone violent, someone inclined to murder? [He huffs in amusement.]

Inclinations that are forever better kept to yourself.