[His eyes continue to scan the water and the shoreline in the distance for any dirftwood even as Ravus refuses to take off his shirt and simultaneously tries to disavow sentimental things.

But he knows Ravus has a soft spot for some things. The Tenebraen Prince might be a tough cookie to crack but Gladio's seen glimpses of the man underneath the tough exterior and he knows.

Time to do a little light teasing.] Really? Damn, guess I'll have to think of somethin' else for ... eh, doesn't matter anyway.

[He lets a tinge of disappointment tint his tone, but erases it as quickly as it manifested.] Humor the sentimental sap here an' let me know if you see any good lookin' pieces anywhere?