"You might've," Gladio murmurs, in the understatement of the century. He rests his head against Iggy's, just breathing in the scent of him. One nice thing about their dragon transformations - his senses seem to be a lot sharper. There's so many subtleties to the smell of Ignis he never got to fully appreciate before. "Not like you had any say in the matter, though, so don't start apologizing for it."

He rubs his thumbs along Iggy's wrists. "As for the shakes - doesn't matter why you have them. What matters is you're pushing yourself too much. You haven't even settled down to breathe since you got back...or the adrenaline would have worn off."