"What? Like this?" asked Gladio, stepping back and gesturing down at his general, overall well-clothed self. "And after yesterday's Cup Noodle^TM celebration, the only thing convincing me that you ever even left that thing was that you were in bed with me. Unless that was an imposter."

And if that were the case, he'd have way bigger problems on his hands than just that, consider who used to always pull that imposter bit on him and the guys.