Recovery time. What a novel concept, and one that will be sorely missed when they get back. But for now he lets himself cherish it, safe and warm in his friend's embrace.

It doesn't make him feel better. Not now. Probably yesterday it would have but the rage he's been clinging too had begun to fizzle out by the time he started to break down on Cor. Now? After crying on Ignis and his dad too? It just... makes him more miserable. That so many have to suffer and die because of the greed and destructive impulses of so few.

He just stays there, squeezing Gladio tight for a long moment before finally remembering something he should've said to the man much sooner after they found out about everything. "Hey Gladdy?" Soft, slightly muffled by his shirt. "I'm sorry... 'bout your dad too."