He stands beside his lover for hours uncounted before returning to the house. Once inside, Gladio reheats a simple soup and carries two bowls to the garden only to be caught unawares by Ravus coming inside to find him.

Setting both bowls down on the nearest flat surface, he quietly pulls Ravus into his arms and whispers into flaxen hair. "I will."

It's a simple promise, one Gladio seals with a delicate press of his lips to Ravus' forehead, and it allows Ravus the time he might need to gather himself enough to walk the short distance to their room. Gladio's plan had been for them to eat a light meal in the privacy of their shared space before holding his lover as they sleep (he's already pushed their beds together and borrowed a larger fitted sheet to ensure the beds don't separate).

"She means a lot to all of us... and more than that to you. The candles and seeds... the flower of innocence... it was the least I could do to honor her today. And to help us honor and remember her light every night we see the Moon Flowers."

He presses Ravus closer. "Come eat with me?"

It's as much a request as a plea - Gladio noticing Aster slowly slinking towards the still-steaming bowls and really not wanting their night to be interrupted by his kitten knocking over their dinner (or just sticking her entire face in one of the bowls).