Gladio had managed a few bites of his cake before Tony managed to annoy him. At least, it was more Ignis who had annoyed him than anything.

"The hell...?" He leaned forward and put his plate down on the coffee table so he could twist around and look at Tony, giving the man is full and complete attention. "You're comparing me to him, now. And that's annoying. Have I ever givin you any reason to think I didn't want you talking about Pepper or your kid?" He asked with an unhappy frown. Gladio didn't sound angry, even though he said he was. He sounded... a little hurt. Did Tony really think he was that insecure, that shallow that he'd resent him talking about someone he loved?