Gladio pauses as soon as Ignis speaks, tilting his head for a moment before he sucks in a surprised breath and then laughs softly at himself. How could he have forgotten? "'Course."

Leo, for his part, cocks one ear curiously, perking it toward Ignis though the one on his dad's side stays drooping lazily, focusing on Gladio even while giving Ignis most of his attention. He's not used to getting this much attention from the advisor randomly in the middle of the day, especially so late when they really should all be headed for bed and the sun has been down long enough to have his petals drooping a little. Under the bright moonlight the petals of his flowers look purplish, the rosy hue tinted with the blue of the moon. His coat looks a deeper bronze color instead of the vibrant gold that lets him blend into the dappled shadows on the edge of the beaches here.

Leo blinks slowly at Ignis, clearly tired but still attentive, then he shuffles a half step forward to thunk his head into the middle of the man's chest, a deep rumbling purr vibrating through him.

"Might have to drop him off at the house to sleep, babe." Gladio chuckles softly, bending down just enough to tangle his fingers in Leo's rough. "It's been a while since the sun went down."