I suppose we won't know until the truth shows itself.

[That's probably the most cryptic thing he's said all day.]

We'll wait and see, I guess. [He takes the mug from Ardyn with an inaudible "thank you" to follow. After a few sips, Fynn finally admits to his malady which a feat within itself.]

Colder than a witch's toe, to be honest. You got the damn windows open.

[No, he doesn't.]