He just... laughed.
It wasn't the gleeful, giddy laugh Eldes had heard at his own expense earlier during the dirt fiasco. It was bitter, cruel, and overall, victorious, though admittedly still at his own expense. It chilled him to the core. Eldes's face contorted more into one of pain as his suffering and demands were simply dismissed. It was a show of how truly powerless he was now, facing his brother like this. And it agonized and terrified him.
"It would seem the tables have turned, would it not? It was just minutes ago that I was the screaming heathen and you were begging me to listen to reason, that your words were never lies. Well it would seem to be my turn then, wouldn't it?" Ardos leaned down and casually pulled out a drawer, unfazed by Eldes' emotional outburst. It didn't take him long to fish out a thin blue file, which he then placed in front of Eldes proudly. The former detective made no move to take it, however, instead choosing to watch Ardos more closely. "Not one thing I have said to you since your little tantrum has bore even an ounce of falsehood. You are right, that someone who had taken out an International Detective would have gloated, and none have. Whatever happened to your man did not come from myself or anyone under my domain." Ardos took the slight pause in his triumphant rant to nudge the file closer to Eldes, who still refrained. Was this a trap? He wasn't sure how it could be, since, well, he was already trapped, but his mind was too frayed to think very logically. "Yet unlike you, I bear proof of my claims. You, though at the time I did not know it to be you, left me no choice. I had to sell our greatest asset in order to bring back Father's vision. And the highest bidder was someone you are not going to like. Open it."
Eldes' eyes opened wide at the free admittance. Ardos sold the Shadow Serum? His heart nearly stopped at the news, his mind beginning to go through each and every arrest he'd caused to put against Ardos' claims. Eldes had never thought that Ardos would have ever sold anything from Cipher to keep it afloat, their father's very dreams too precious to auction off. But if Ardos' priority lie with Cipher itself and not the Shadow Pokemon Project... Emerald eyes went down to the file as horror began to dawn on him. Had... he forced Ardos' hand? Oh holy God, did he cause this? Heart racing and his breath beginning to quicken, he finally reached for the file and opened it, revealing a neat display of the most truthful documents in human history: Receipts.
Eldes had to lean forward a little as his eyes began to search the papers, anxious to find the little tidbit his brother was so smug over. Though he knew his brother to be cold, calculating and literal, too often did he have a flair for the dramatic. If he were forcing Eldes to look on his own, then... it was probably a big bomb in the papers before him. He swallowed hard, finally finding the piece of information he was looking for. There was the amount paid, which was... Christ, that was a lot of zeros. But the payer-- Eldes nearly choked on his own air, sitting up and almost recoiling from the file as if it'd suddenly become dangerous.
"Rocket?!" he blurted out, his wide eyes going back to his brother. "You... You sold the serum to Rocket?" His face drained of color and his vision swam. All those people. All those innocent lives. All the culture, history... gone. Looker... The image of Giovanni's ever smirking face flashed in his mind and replaced Ardos as Looker's killer, a vision of the poor man being mercilessly murdered and tossed in a ditch to rot, never to be found bursting into his mind in vivid detail. He felt light-headed, hot, unsteady. His breathing heavy, he focused back on his twin and shook his head. "They... disbanded... years ago..." His voice had lost all edge and even from the first syllable, he knew he'd fallen prey to his brother's proof. He'd made a mistake. He'd made a huge, glaring mistake. And the world died for it. "Where did they get that kind of money? Giovanni's assets were all frozen-- there's no way he could have had that amount in cash..."