Gladio rubs the side of his neck, thinking on it. He had his friends among the guard, those who saw an impossibly strong kid and helped train him, but he doesn't exactly have friends his own age. Of noble blood, training to be the future King's Shield, privately schooled... but he gets along well with those who he trains with. That's enough, for him. He has a job to do, even this young.
Could he figure out this? Hanging out with Noctis. They're already around each other quite a lot, given his position, so shouldn't it be natural?
"...yeah, okay." Not the tone of being forced, but someone coming to a conclusion, some real thought, and agreeing. Not that he's exactly sure what to do with the beginning of this change, but he'll figure it out, right? "So, uh, breakfast and school, first. Then... we'll see how much of me is left after Dad and I talk."
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Gladio rubs the side of his neck, thinking on it. He had his friends among the guard, those who saw an impossibly strong kid and helped train him, but he doesn't exactly have friends his own age. Of noble blood, training to be the future King's Shield, privately schooled... but he gets along well with those who he trains with. That's enough, for him. He has a job to do, even this young.
Could he figure out this? Hanging out with Noctis. They're already around each other quite a lot, given his position, so shouldn't it be natural?
"...yeah, okay." Not the tone of being forced, but someone coming to a conclusion, some real thought, and agreeing. Not that he's exactly sure what to do with the beginning of this change, but he'll figure it out, right? "So, uh, breakfast and school, first. Then... we'll see how much of me is left after Dad and I talk."