A chuckle escapes Ignis as he leans back from Gladio's hand, unfolding his own to gently bat it away. For a moment, he considers trying to escape, but the arm around his waist puts an end to that notion rather quickly.

Not that he really wanted to free himself that much anyway.

As Gladio continues, Ignis' expression grows a bit more serious and he nods, "I understand." At least, as well as he can. Affairs of the heart are never easy for those in their positions in the best of times and Gladio is hardly coming from the best of times, "If you do want to talk about it at some point, just remember I'm here and I will listen."