A laugh escapes the man but he does not deny it. What he is thinking they need is well overdue. It isn't hard to find the King or his close companions in often-switching pairs, but it has been a little bit since they have all been together, much less all in one place at the same time.

"It's the peace we deserve, the one we worked so hard for."

Contented, Gladio's eyes fall half closed as he touches Ignis, relearning the man and just enjoying being able to make the man, who was most assuredly the most uptight of them all, relax.

It isn't too much longer before he presses his fingers against the back of Ignis' neck, getting him to tilt his head forward. But instead of immediately turning to massage, he leans down, mouth and the scratch of his beard brushing against the spot.

"Now come on, I know you can let go of this tension, Iggy."