"Because I don't actually wanna be pissed off. That simple." Was it really that strange? Gladio thought it should have made more sense, given the reasons why some of his closest friends get on edge around him. Sometimes he had a temper. Sometimes when he got angry or frustrated he'd shout. And somehow that had scared people he was closest to. This time when he'd gotten angry he'd walked away. Now it was the next day and he just didn't want to feel that anger anymore.

When Tony's hand landed on his own, Gladio didn't pull it away. He glanced down at the hand... and quietly sighed. "How the hell am I supposed to answer that? I don't know how you forgive yourself, Tony. I don't know what the hell you want from me half the time, what makes you think I've got all the answers here?"