"Yeah, technically," Gladio acknowledges, pretending to study a hanging string of garlic. "The thing is, I've kind of been reserving that space for my boyfriend. Been waiting a long time for him to show up."

His arm, meanwhile, moves to slip loosely around Ignis' waist, a casual gesture of possessiveness. Just in case it wasn't obvious he's teasing Iggy back, the arm speaks loud and clear for him.