"Similar, but based on combat." Gladio replied. He'd listened and he'd sighed and followed it with a nod. "But fine, we can do that..."

It might not been the best of ideas to line him up as another 'notch on his yoga pole' but Gladio wasn't going to dwell on that. If it was something that made Tony happy, then he was willing. "... But if you try any of that pretzel stuff to embarrass me, I'm just straight up kicking your ass. Deal?"