My Land, My Rules

Well, hoe very rude that someone, really, now.

"I would, too," said Gladio, smiling at Nell with that warmth in him that was becoming increasing more frequent when they were together, the kind he just kind of wanted to linger in for a long moment before adding anything else.

But, eventually he did, with a small nod of his head. "And yeah," he said. "Those are the big birds. I've actually raced a few myself. They're great for travel, especially where the roads can't take you. They were essential, too, especially once fuel started getting scarce."