"Then just remember the good times." He didn't actually want Tony to hate Ignis. Gladio had never hated him. It had just made him so sad to know his friend was right there with him but always out of reach. He remembered all the slights. All the time Ignis had treated him like he hadn't existed. It had hurt. But he'd never hated him.

"There's some pans in the kitchen if you wanna give it a try." He sighed and pushed himself up to his feet. "Just clean up any mess you make."