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[callmegladio]

[Gladio, partially used to this kind of thing now, but still uncomfortable with it because he really doesn't much like tech, just looks tired and irritated.

He sighs, then gives a halfhearted glare when he realises that not only is his face off-center, but he'd holding the phone/tablet-wannabe WAY too close. He pulls it back and finally says what's on his mind.]

... Any reason why blankets shrink on this world?

Asking for a friend.

[A pause, considering...]

Hints on how to make money'd be appreciated too.

Thanks.

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[iustaegis]

[ She folds her hands together in front of her, looking at him through the screen. The look is just a bit curious. ] Have you had any sort of job before? Besides being Noct's Shield.

[callmegladio]

Technically... no.

[The last few months didn't really count as a job. Just busy work.]

I'm a quick learner. There's no real need for a shield in a time of peace.

[iustaegis]

[ She nods, and then her eyes light up... ]

Oh, Gladio... Our topic about training reminds me. Here's an idea:

Perhaps you could offer the locals fitness classes?

[ Why would robots they need to know about fitness, WELL-- ] Perhaps that, with the hope they might regain flesh-and-blood bodies one day to sustain their deities...they'll need to know how to take care of them, won't they? Exercise and working out is key! You could teach them that.

[ Or, she also knows they these VR simulations where they can literally plug in and live out scenarios of when everyone had flesh bodies in the past. He could always teach them exercise there! ]

[callmegladio]

[Teaching robots how to work out is possibly one of the strangest things ever suggested to him, and he'd had a lot of strange things said to him over the last few months.]

Is there even equipment for that?

1/2

[iustaegis]

I'm not... sure. [ A pause. This question really puts a damper on her suggestion for.

...All of one section because: ]

[iustaegis]

[ Enthusiastically: ] Oh, but doesn't that mean you might be the entrepreneur?

[ The first ever cross-fit GYM. ]

[callmegladio]

You mean start the thing myself?

I suppose I could do that...

[Why the hell not? It'd keep him out of trouble, that's for sure.]

[iustaegis]

[ And even if it doesn't work out... It's something he can do in the meantime! Although, she's rather optimistic. ]

I'll help you out, if you want. I've got extra scrap metal to be used as weights.

[callmegladio]

That'd be a huge help, actually.

[If he melted it down, maybe this could actually work? Gladio was feeling optimistic too! Here he was, just expecting someone to direct him to a job board or something, and now he's thinking of striking out on his own. The world was indeed a strange place.]

[iustaegis]

[ She smiles at him. Always willing to help! And this is something she can help with, at least. So, lucky for both of them. ]

H-honestly, I'm looking forward to whatever work-outs out make. [ Even if he doesn't end up getting this off the ground. ]

[callmegladio]

[He matches her smile with a grin of his own.]

You'll be the first to hear about it. Thanks, Pyra.

[iustaegis]

[ She giggles softly into her hand, pleased with this idea. ]

You're welcome, Gladio. Keep me updated, mm?

[callmegladio]

[A playful wink and an equally playful salute.]

Yessir.

[iustaegis]

[ Equally playful: ]

Yes ma'am.