[Gladio's brain, well on its way to thinking with his other head instead of the one over his shoulders, comes to a screeching halt. He stares at the prince, and the other stares at him. Finally, he manages to say something.]
What the fuck, Noct.
[It's got to be a joke, like what happened earlier. Ah, was he just being a little tease just to lead him on, see if he could make him squirm again?
Well, he's got to say something else, both to save face and because despite his theory Noctis looks ready to bolt. Maybe he really didn't mean it.
But instead of smoothing the situation over, Gladio says instead-] I told you only Good boys get to say that.
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Date: 2017-01-24 02:25 am (UTC)What the fuck, Noct.
[It's got to be a joke, like what happened earlier. Ah, was he just being a little tease just to lead him on, see if he could make him squirm again?
Well, he's got to say something else, both to save face and because despite his theory Noctis looks ready to bolt. Maybe he really didn't mean it.
But instead of smoothing the situation over, Gladio says instead-] I told you only Good boys get to say that.
[He's going to Iftit's fiery hell for this.]