[ Everything is slow, relaxed. His mind is still blissed out and fuzzy after everything. He knew he was going to be sore when the afterglow wore off, but for now he was going to keep enjoying the closeness of the two of them together.

He presses his forehead to Gladio's and runs his hands through dark hair. ]

Mn, Ignis'll eventually call. [And he'll probably have to finally get up.] But I think we have a few minutes... Maybe I'll tell him that I can't move for the rest of the day.