He laughs at that, from deep in his chest and Gladiolus' shoulders shake. Ignis wasn't wrong at all, Gladio's particular brand of brusqueness can infect the others from time tontine- But most often, they are too well mannered for that.

"Same shit different girl, I'm sure. Biggs and Wedge are scoping out more info for me though since I pointed it out to them. We'll know more by morning."

And since Ignis isn't protesting his touchx Gladio continues to rub his fingers into that deep knot of tension, starting at the outer edge and working their way in, attempting to eliminate it while he downs the rest of his drink.

"What do you think, about time to go rescue His Highness from his subjects, or should we let him stew a bit longer?"