There was no real need to put anything away, no one was likely to steal anything at all. He started moving toward Tony, then stopped when his friend joined him instead. Gladio smiled at the arm around him and would have lifted his own to drop around Tony's shoulders if he wasn't filthy.

"I'd heard they do that. Guess if we pray really hard maybe they'll give us something to?" And probably touch each other up. The gods liked that, right?