[ Good man. Gladio rolls his shoulders, shaking off the tension that sticks to him, palpable on the skin. Never mind he was the one who got accosted mid-scavenging here when Loz could've easily cut a path around him, but that'd imply some conscientiousness, so. In for a inch, in for a mile. Lumbering toward the impressive hulk of pods that Loz has assembled, Gladio clicks his tongue, breath wrenched more bemused for the outcry. ]
Thought you'd never ask.
[ Stop bitching and let him start with the leftmost pod — hands planted to either side of its outer casing, he shoves it free of its other metallic brethren to sit out by its lonesome and climb in. Few seconds later, he's digging out a rudimentary first-aid kit and those earth-toned robes all of the pods appeared to be outfitted with. Personally, Gladio runs too hot to consider donning one, but let him turn his sights to wherever Loz has currently sequestered himself. ]
Need it?
[ And there he goes, rumpling it up and angling to lob it at Loz. No harm, no foul if it happens to smack him in the head, though. ]
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Thought you'd never ask.
[ Stop bitching and let him start with the leftmost pod — hands planted to either side of its outer casing, he shoves it free of its other metallic brethren to sit out by its lonesome and climb in. Few seconds later, he's digging out a rudimentary first-aid kit and those earth-toned robes all of the pods appeared to be outfitted with. Personally, Gladio runs too hot to consider donning one, but let him turn his sights to wherever Loz has currently sequestered himself. ]
Need it?
[ And there he goes, rumpling it up and angling to lob it at Loz. No harm, no foul if it happens to smack him in the head, though. ]