"Will you be comfortable sleeping with your Magitek arm? Or d'you want me to put it to charge?" Gladio hasn't loosened his hold even a fraction, so his words are muffled against Ravus' hair.

He won't mind it if the arm stays on or if it's removed - all that matters is his boyfriend's comfort. Calloused fingers rub gentle circles into Ravus' shoulders and upper back as he waits for an answer.

Tonight he'll take care of Ravus in every way, from taking care of his prosthetic arm to undressing him to cuddling him through the night. At no point will he allow his lover to feel anything less than comforted.

"Promise you'll eat a good breakfast tomorrow?"