[seeing the response, Gladio heads up to the room, ready to sag down into one of those comfy overstuffed chairs Noctis has in his room. After a shower, of course. Being on a transport ship with ten other dudes gets stinky quick, and he can risk having an erection in the privacy of Noct's room. Once he is there, he unlocks the door and starts throwing his clothes off, phone down onto the couch last after typing a response.]
no subject
taking a shower first, see you soon.
What, prefer a 🍗 for your 🍑?
[And with a little chuckle, off he goes.]