Gladio's been taking the chance to work on Noctis' basics since he's without his normal powers. And while Gladio's still pissed at him for what he's done, when Noctis had told him he wanted to work on being able to protect others while fighting, he seemed to understand where that was coming from.
Yeah, Gladio and Ignis were still pissed - with good reason - for him putting Prompto in danger, and a bit at Prompto that he'd gone along with it, but Noctis was pretty sure everything would be okay... eventually.
If Gladio didn't keep knocking him around with the shield, that was.
"You were supposed to dodge that, princess," Gladio's voice comes from above him, offering a hand, and Noctis groans and pulls himself up.
"It's not my fault you're fast and hit like a truck," Noctis grumbles. When he spots Prompto, he gives him a little wave; once Gladio does as well, he smiles, though he doesn't laugh.
"All right, take five for now." Noctis nods and heads over to Prompto, giving him a smile.
listen, late arrival uncle cor is great, or smutty if you're into that
Yeah, Gladio and Ignis were still pissed - with good reason - for him putting Prompto in danger, and a bit at Prompto that he'd gone along with it, but Noctis was pretty sure everything would be okay... eventually.
If Gladio didn't keep knocking him around with the shield, that was.
"You were supposed to dodge that, princess," Gladio's voice comes from above him, offering a hand, and Noctis groans and pulls himself up.
"It's not my fault you're fast and hit like a truck," Noctis grumbles. When he spots Prompto, he gives him a little wave; once Gladio does as well, he smiles, though he doesn't laugh.
"All right, take five for now." Noctis nods and heads over to Prompto, giving him a smile.
"Hey."