Gladio can't keep the hope out of his eyes when Dylas approaches, but that hope is quickly extinguished with the Naga's words. He appreciates the speed though, and takes his iMog back with words of gratitude.

"Thanks... for checkin' and bein' so quick." There's a short, dry chuckle after Dylas comments on Iris looking healthy.

"Yea, she is." Is? Was? Who even knows. Gladio's about to tell Dylas where else he's looked when his damn stomach growls again, louder than before. He grumbles to himself as he meets Dylas' eyes and resigns himself to actually having to eat something.

"Do ... is there somethin' I can get that I can eat on th' go? Or is it all pretty much sit-down food here?"