Inigo didn't want to talk, that's fine. Gladio could do the talking.

He threw an arm around the kids shoulders and got him walking back in the direction of the kitchens.

"Lets get you some tea then. And we can talk about whatever you want. I don't think you've ever told me about the world you come from? What's it like there?" Gladio grinned. "Would I like it there, you think?"