[Gladio can easily tell that Noct has been here for quite a while. There's tracks of his steps in the mud, and his shirt is plastered to his body in sweat, matting his hear to his forehead. He's probably exhausted, but Gladio knows it takes far more than this to make him give up on a catch, and with how little they know about the area he could very well find something completely new. From first hand, he's aware Noct can't let go of a challenge.]
Now seems as good a time as ever to learn how to cook 'em on your own. Maybe make us dinner tonight for once? [He's mostly joking. There's no way Noct will put any effort in cooking even with Ignis gone, and Gladio has full intention to take their advisor's place in the cooking department. He might not be as good as Iggy, but he knows the rough basics.
It's mostly a matter of whether they can get this thing out of the water. Gladio tugs backward, watching the water ahead.]
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Now seems as good a time as ever to learn how to cook 'em on your own. Maybe make us dinner tonight for once? [He's mostly joking. There's no way Noct will put any effort in cooking even with Ignis gone, and Gladio has full intention to take their advisor's place in the cooking department. He might not be as good as Iggy, but he knows the rough basics.
It's mostly a matter of whether they can get this thing out of the water. Gladio tugs backward, watching the water ahead.]