[ Hark! There is one within the Eos House who is in such a chipper mood as of late and for once, it is not his dear sister, Lunafreya. Rather... it is Ravus himself! But rather than subject dear Gladio to the so-called change of heart which the former prince has (supposedly) had, the shield will find a notecard slipped under his door in a champagne sort of colour with the following little note scribbled onto it: ]
Dear Shield, Thank you for taking care of my new little brother over the years. While Noctis and I become family, I hope that you and I can become something that could be considered friends, perhaps. I see you enjoy the company of a good book... so do I! Perhaps we can exchange a few. I would be delighted! Sincerely, Ravus Nox Fleuret
[ And, yes, there shall be a small happy face drawn beside his name there. So very Ravus. ]
[ Thankfully for everyone involved, since Gladio is in the comfort of his own room, he's going to read the following letter in the nude. As for the contents, it's certainly a nice sentiment, if not odd, considering they spend a lot of time under the same roof as it is and the fact that telepathy is a thing that exists in this world. Who has time to write things anymore? Still, Gladio isn't necessarily weirded out by it, but he has a feeling that Ravus will regret this whenever he comes to his senses. ]
Huh, look at that. Who knew High Commander Chuckles could be so old-fashioned?
[ Proud of his cheesy one-liner to an audience of nobody, he smirks as he's about to fold the note away, until something catches his eye and he reads it a second time. ]
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delivery;
Dear Shield,
Thank you for taking care of my new little brother over the years. While Noctis and I become family, I hope that you and I can become something that could be considered friends, perhaps. I see you enjoy the company of a good book... so do I! Perhaps we can exchange a few. I would be delighted!
Sincerely,
Ravus Nox Fleuret
[ And, yes, there shall be a small happy face drawn beside his name there. So very Ravus. ]
not here...
Huh, look at that. Who knew High Commander Chuckles could be so old-fashioned?
[ Proud of his cheesy one-liner to an audience of nobody, he smirks as he's about to fold the note away, until something catches his eye and he reads it a second time. ]
... I don't think he knows my real name.