[There's a soft little "heh" and the sound is accompanied with the same kind of smirk he used to reserve for nights out in Lestallum, flirting his way through the crowds. It's such a familiar sound that he has no doubt Ignis knows the exact expression that goes with it.
That's why he rarely wears a shirt, thanks.
But then he speaks again and it's Gladio's turn to look away, somber and with no small amount of guilt.]
We don't... really see each other, actually. Once in awhile, in passing maybe...
[It hurts to admit it, especially to this Ignis who seems so earnest.]
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That's why he rarely wears a shirt, thanks.
But then he speaks again and it's Gladio's turn to look away, somber and with no small amount of guilt.]
We don't... really see each other, actually. Once in awhile, in passing maybe...
[It hurts to admit it, especially to this Ignis who seems so earnest.]