There were no words from the usual very vocal Ignis. Words would be a waste of time. Instead, he did his best to wrap himself around his lover, clinging like a barnacle did to a ship. The kiss was returned with a graceless enthusiasm that was so unlike Ingis' usual self. In the back of his mind, he'd long since learned that the 'usual' Ignis wasn't something he had to keep up around Gladio. The adviser trusted Gladio so around him, he knew it was safe and a good thing to just let go.