[Gladio drops his hand down to Iggy's, squeezing gently, smearing paint sloppily on his wrist. There's nothing to apologize for, not really, even if he still doesn't know the full details of what happened there. He leans down, kisses Ignis' shoulder lightly and then smiles at Ardyn.]
Think she'd let us? [Gladio chuckles a little, lifts Ignis' hand to his arm where he might be able to just barely distinguish the texture of the dried paint on his skin.]
Used gold to highlight my feathers. We could do hers too~
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Think she'd let us? [Gladio chuckles a little, lifts Ignis' hand to his arm where he might be able to just barely distinguish the texture of the dried paint on his skin.]
Used gold to highlight my feathers. We could do hers too~