"And you've spoken to Regis now. Does he seem like a tyrant to you?" Spend five minutes with the man and that answer would be as clear as day, Gladio thought. And he hoped that now Tony saw the truth for what it was. Maybe they had been forced into the lives they had, by circumstances or by lineage, but he knew none of them would change it for the world.

Slowly Gladio sat back. He didn't sigh this time, but he came close. "Yeah. They all told me." Of course they had. Just as Prom and Noct had back on the train. He'd already known. But they'd been quicker to forgive him there. Here...

"What've we gotten wrong, Stark?" He asked quietly, curious. What was he getting at?