Gladio only looks at the phone to make sure it isn't Noctis or an emergency alert, and when he finds that it isn't- It isn't even Cor again- He settles back in to eat. Ignis has to make his choice and Gladio is glad to see that already he is having a positive effect on the other as he lets it go, and with a brief smile he takes Ignis' hand for a moment, thumb tracing the new ring there as a sign of comfort and promise.

When dinner was finished, Gladio stretches, happily full. His cock gives a little twinge at hearing Ignis a little eager to go along with his plans, and he smiles happily at his lover and helps bring his plate to the kitchen as one last small sign of affection, following right after him.

"Sure thing babe. If you finish before me, everything off below the waist, okay? Then wait for me on the bed."

Wait, in this context, is a little less easygoing. With a soft order like that it is pretty clear Gladio's definition of wait is to assume a position of waiting, his lover on his knees spread wide at the edge of the bed, feet nearly dangling off the edge. Meant to keep him anticipating, through Gladio would never start laying into him without checking in on his mental state first.

Because Ignis has put that In his hands right now. Phone call starting, he leaves for the balcony, cold air rushing in but worth it to take the call thst might set off Ignis' still-shot nerves privately.