Gladio hates hearing, feeling Ignis' fear like this. As his friend he wants to protect him, as his mate he wants to tear apart whatever is causing the problem. Gladio moves to sit on the ground, not caring about his uniform as he opens his arms up, herding Ignis to him gently, to somewhere they both knows is safe, with him.

"We will figure it out, okay? You don't have to be alone." Gladio will help, do his best to articulate to whomever he needs to what the problem is. He takes a deep breath of his lover's scent in, trying to be soothing.

"I'm going to call my dad, alright? I think- you kinda sounded like a were . He might know what to do."