"Fuck it." He tossed his shovel and walked back over to Gladio. He pushed his roommate's shove aside and hooked his hand behind his neck. He pulled him down into a firm, brazen kiss. He let it linger there for a few moments, savoring it before drawing back. "Are you okay? Really?"

He didn't really care about the dogs at the moment. "If I didn't know any better, you sound depressed. And I can't have that. I like my Gladio's happy. Is there anything I can do?"