Okay no if they're gonna do this they're going to sit down and have a damn conversation. Gladio snags Prom's arm and nods towards a fallen log. He drops heavily onto it and tugs Prompto down next to him.

"It's... kind of a new thing." Gladio's not quite looking at Prompto, worried and looking about as uncertain as Prompto usually does. "Are you... I dunno is it too weird?"