ooooops, missed this last bit when i copied things over
"This really is an extraordinary piece of artistry," he commented quietly, not sure he'd ever said so. There was a lot he appreciated about Gladio that he either never directly stated or took for granted that the other man knew he felt. Ignis could change that now. His touch was light as his fingers trailed up Gladio's arm, tracing along one of the feathers, not too dissimilar to the brush of Gladio's fingers over the back of his hand.