It is a nice night out, even Gladio is enjoying it, despite feeling tight in his own skin. It's normal for him around this time of mouth, and while he usually retreats during the evenings of the full moon, it has been a very long week for both him and his partner, Ignis. He's barely seen the other during the day, crashing beside him in bed when they do make it home that day and comparing notes about work when that can. However, ever a romantic, he's confident enough in knowing his own limits that he can sneak at least a few moments away.

He's catching up to Ignis at a fast trot, calls out to the other when he gets close. The grin on his face is wide and a little more toothy than usual, canines prominent so close to the full moon.

"Mind a tagalong?"

He can't stay the night obviously, at least that's the way Gladio has always done it during the full moon, but it's nice to see Ignis not in the middle of a council meeting.