"I think we were pretty limited on supplies. We'll have to check how much ink there is."

Because if he could do something, he wanted to. If he couldn't burn the damn thing off, maybe he could at least hide it. Permanently.

Despite already being stiff because of the illness, his body noticably tensed when Gladio touched the clasp. Atrals knew that Prompto safeguarded it more than his virginity.

But, Gladio should have already seen it by now. Still nervous, as if someone might break into their home and see it somehow, he cautiously answered, "Yeah. I mean... Yeah, you can."