Tony looked at Gladio and gave him a small but genuine smile. "Why do you think I like you so much? Besides, your fine bod, that is."

Was it a silly reason to be afraid of getting close to people again? Probably, but it is what it is. "I'm working on it," he promised. He was getting better, day by day. "But maybe you could 'fess up to why you've been holding yourself back."

He shrugged about the last bit. "Noctis has a dog. Can we ask him?"