[Gladio still laughs at being called thick in that context, and he hopes Dylas has figured out that the laughter isn't directed at him. Because it's honestly still hilarious.]

Kept you warm, didn't I? [His face goes from mirth to one of mock offense, and heavy sarcasm colors his next words.] You wound me, sayin' somethin' like that. Sure hope your Moogle is treatin' Noodle better than you're treatin' me.

[He can't keep it up much more and winds up laughing again.] Nah, this area's mostly junk anyway. Usually it's th' harder-to-spot stalls that have the real good stuff. But that's based on markets back home... so it might be different here.