My Land, My Rules

When Gladio came in, he was expecting to just find what Nell was up to, interrupt whatever she was doing with a kiss, and present to her the beverage of the week (clearly inspired by his guest that weekend), but it would seem that the brazenly modded kittens, having gone an entire weekend without seeing him as much as they had gotten used to, have a very different idea, having heard him coming and went scampering and meowing to come meet him.

"And here I thought," he said with an amused chuckle, shaking his head down at them before setting aside the drinks so that he had a hand free to scoop up one of them in each, "I was finally done with whiny little babies for a while!"

Once they were settled and cradled and purring in the crook of his arm against his chest, he grinned over at Nell. "Hey, you."