My Land, My Rules

"I can see that!" Gladio agreed with an amused huff. He set the drinks and the treats from Ignis aside, before coming over and leaning over to give Nell that kiss. "Hopefully not just the kitten, either."

And now that the most important part was done, his attention shifted to those kittens at his feet, groaning theatrically as he bent over and picked them up, one in each hand. They meowed in either delight or protest or both as he lifted them up to his face. "Hey, furballs," he said, and then went to plop down with them onto the couch, settling them into his lap and draping an arm over the the back.

"And he's....alright," he said, with a sigh that he was being very good about keeping his commentary at a civil level. "They had kind of a rough weekend, apparently, and figured some recovery time was in order."