The smile inched up at the teasing. In the ten years that Noctis had been gone, they'd all drifted in and out of each other's lives, but since the sun had been restored, Gladio had been a constant at his side. While it was rare that he needed guidance anymore, he was quietly grateful that he never need ask. It was just there, given and gladly accepted.
"Perhaps you're rubbing off on me after all these years."
He chased his remark with a drink of his own, humming softly as he let the flavor wash over his tongue. He could harass his friend, accuse him of trying to get him drunk and such, but he knew that he was offering him something to help settle his ruffled feathers. Not that the drink didn't settle warm in the pit of his stomach. Add on the muted pleasure that teased at him when Gladio's fingers zeroed in on a knotted muscle and he figured that he'd likely end up settled a good deal quicker than he would if left to his own devices.
"Oh? Who was after him this time? Not that redhead that you had to scare off last time, I hope. Her father was in collusion with the Empire before it fell... and she smelled odd. Her taste in perfume was foul."
Leave it to Ignis to know such gossip. After all, people seemed to think that being blind meant he was deaf as well.
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Date: 2017-02-09 02:36 am (UTC)"Perhaps you're rubbing off on me after all these years."
He chased his remark with a drink of his own, humming softly as he let the flavor wash over his tongue. He could harass his friend, accuse him of trying to get him drunk and such, but he knew that he was offering him something to help settle his ruffled feathers. Not that the drink didn't settle warm in the pit of his stomach. Add on the muted pleasure that teased at him when Gladio's fingers zeroed in on a knotted muscle and he figured that he'd likely end up settled a good deal quicker than he would if left to his own devices.
"Oh? Who was after him this time? Not that redhead that you had to scare off last time, I hope. Her father was in collusion with the Empire before it fell... and she smelled odd. Her taste in perfume was foul."
Leave it to Ignis to know such gossip. After all, people seemed to think that being blind meant he was deaf as well.