[You say this as though it's something he particularly minds having what will essentially amount to chocobo photo wallpaper. Just so long as they can move it all to a more permanent location later. Because he'd hate to leave it all there when they're forced to move out, if they don't before the deadline.]

Well, apparently here you somehow focus energy through a staff, so... yeah. Weird. [A beat.] Even weirder, though? Stuffed dolls. And they had tonberry shaped ones at the guild.

[So about that stick... He smirks faintly, crossing his arms.]

Well, if he follows in his father's and your footsteps, it's guaranteed. [He can't think about there not being Gladio furever. He misses the big guy so much he's been replaying his terrible puns in his head.] Oh, I know. Why do you think I was so smug when we camped near Galdin that one time?

[Because, for once.

He finally

beat him.

:)

...Hush, he's proud of that achievement.]