[ For a moment, she thinks she may have been too distracted and missed being able to hold up her end of the conversation, but when he responds to her smile with one of his own it's reassuring, and Gaby makes a mental note to try and direct most of her attention back here rather than running the risk of becoming too preoccupied with everything else around them.
She won't correct him on the friend label, but it's true that she does have someone here from home, and a familiar face has been more of a comfort than not.
Although whoever this Gladio is, she suspects Illya's build could certainly prove a worthy competitor. ] His name is Illya. He's Russian. Very tall. Doesn't talk much. [ Maybe Prompto had noticed a big man basically glowering at everyone and everything when they first arrived to the safehouse; he's pretty hard to miss, especially when standing next to Gaby herself. ] Perhaps you encountered him already?
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She won't correct him on the friend label, but it's true that she does have someone here from home, and a familiar face has been more of a comfort than not.
Although whoever this Gladio is, she suspects Illya's build could certainly prove a worthy competitor. ] His name is Illya. He's Russian. Very tall. Doesn't talk much. [ Maybe Prompto had noticed a big man basically glowering at everyone and everything when they first arrived to the safehouse; he's pretty hard to miss, especially when standing next to Gaby herself. ] Perhaps you encountered him already?