Gladio, I want you to know I'm imagining the horrified look that would be on your father's face if he heard you say that and it's hilarious.

[Sorry, Clarus. At least it means the blade is holding up well against even the worst this place has to throw at it.

Once Ignis hears CT settle the sword in place so it can do its best impression of a mirror, Ignis shifts his fingers to flatten and secure the braid. The last thing he wants is for it to come loose while Gladio's admiring his handiwork.]

There you go. What do you think?