"Guess that's a dad's prerogative. She'll always be your little girl." And it was sweet. It was also reassuring to see Tony smile. It had Gladio a little on edge whenever the subject of Tony's family came up. He always looked so sad... or, worse, it sent him into a panic attack. Sometimes Gladio wondered if he should head these conversations off before they got started, but then that wouldn't have been fair to Tony.

So he was a bit surprised when the guy up and apologised.

Gladio blinked, a forkful of cake halfway to his lips. He laughed and set the fork down on his plate and reached over to gently pat Tony's knee. "You don't. If it's something you're comfortable talking about, you should talk about it."