My Land, My Rules

As he followed Nell inside, Gladio starter to take in the place more closely, finding himself a little surprised, T first, by how big the place was, for just her by herself. But it wouldn't have been just her by herself at all, and there was that first sharp stirring of that anger he knew would be knotting in the bottom of his stomach in coming here. But he buried it under just remembering that look of contented elation on Nell's face as she communed with the land, and focused on other things. A respectful bro nod to the cats in passing, hunter to hunter, and also a hunter's instinct that frowned at the blood stains on the porch, and then all the sparse details once inside.

"Anything I can do to help?"

By now, she had to have known that'd be one of the first things he'd ask.