[ ...He understands Noctis, too. ] At this moment, he's probably not feeling all that strong. [ What with recovering and a brand new scar about his finger.

But what would make him feel better, she wonders...? Besides cake. ] Ah--

[ She glances at the sylleblossoms she still holds beneath her arm, and then to Gladio again. ] You can give him one of these yourself, if you'd like.