[ Yep, that's him. Except he doesn't really make these Cup Noodles. Someone else does. A god of cooking, as far as Gladio's concerned.
The good-natured smile vanishes slowly, first in the act of listening and absorbing the information Suigetsu gives him, and then thoughtfully as he lets the weight of those memories settle over him. Heavy stuff. Also, history that bears little relevance to the man he knows now except as to prove as a reminder of the kind of man Suigetsu was, and very well might become again. He sighs and lets his eyes go skyward, watching the unfamiliar constellations overhead. ]
...That would do it.
[ Look, if he can make friends with a Niff, he can let go of Suigetsu's past crimes. He hasn't committed any recently as far as he knows, and it's not exactly news to him either. They did, after all, play a certain game that revealed a hell of a lot. ]
It must have been pretty tough, to make you leave your home. [ To kill. ] Do you regret it?
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The good-natured smile vanishes slowly, first in the act of listening and absorbing the information Suigetsu gives him, and then thoughtfully as he lets the weight of those memories settle over him. Heavy stuff. Also, history that bears little relevance to the man he knows now except as to prove as a reminder of the kind of man Suigetsu was, and very well might become again. He sighs and lets his eyes go skyward, watching the unfamiliar constellations overhead. ]
...That would do it.
[ Look, if he can make friends with a Niff, he can let go of Suigetsu's past crimes. He hasn't committed any recently as far as he knows, and it's not exactly news to him either. They did, after all, play a certain game that revealed a hell of a lot. ]
It must have been pretty tough, to make you leave your home. [ To kill. ] Do you regret it?