[ It was odd. He kept expecting to hear Iris' laughter ring out from the yard, or a rumble of thunder in the distance because it always seemed to rain out here more often than the city, or even for Noctis' phone to go off with notifications from Iggy and Prompto. But they weren't in Insomnia, and their friends weren't with them, and it hurt more than it had since Noctis had first arrived in Vallo. But he didn't make a sound. He didn't move an inch, either, feeling the hot sting of tears and making no attempt to wipe them away. All he could think about was how awful this must be for Gladio, and how he wished he could do something to make it better.
So Noctis took comfort in the feeling of his hand being squeezed and listened to his friend when he spoke, quiet for a brief moment while he processed the admission. It was hard to picture. ] Did you find anything? [ He kept the question simple, a gentle prodding if Gladio wanted to continue sharing about that experience. ]