There is certainly something more to it than a text. Old fashioned is a way of putting it, though in a nice way. I will refrain from mentioning my grandmother again.
In a lot of ways, we both did. I will admit I was not at my best either, and too quick to use keeping the world going as an excuse to keep from dealing with my own feelings. It became easier to just bury myself into work than to really face either you or Prompto. Or even myself most days.
I have to hope he is not far behind us. I know we were the three of us for longer than we've been the four of us, but it feels strange to not have him here. But I know what you mean about making the most of the time we do have. The idea that all this could be gone at any moment, and that even at home things are - different, was what sparked me to be truly honest about the things I felt for the first time. The realization that the chance I'd been given was not to be taken for granted.
You're important to me too, Ignis. More than I could hope to put in even the longest of letters.
Until then, I will at least have the comfort of knowing you'll have each other's backs.
Yours, Gladiolus
PS: If it helps, I heard it with crystal clarity in my head just now.