Gladio put out a hand and planted it firmly on the wall as the world spun, looking down at Ignis with honest and open worry in his face before he managed to hide it down again. "Don't be," he said roughly, clasping his other hand on Noctis' shoulder.

"You okay?" Noct asked of Ignis, his brows furrowed and he almost looked angry, but really worry was still evident in his eyes. He was completely dressed, which if Ignis took note would be weird given the time of night.