He chuckles a bit at that, turning off the stove and plating the omelettes to bring over to his mate. Gladio looks bright eyed and bushy tailed in the morning, but he keeps his voice low and warm as he sets it in front of the other, pulling into the chair next to him.

"Mm, I mean, I could take these off." He teases, snapping the band of his boxers before tucking into his food. "But it's usually relaxed, although some of the younger and unmated in the pack sleep in piles you have to keep from tripping over."

Of course, he could always take Ignis somewhere exotic to bring the feel of such. Waking up with the sun at a nice campground or in Galdin sounded fun to him.