It was how it was supposed to work. The child was the priority, always. Tony might be looking forward to sparring with Gladio and socking him in the face, but he wasn't about to do anything that would hurt his girl. And really, he knew Gladio was only doing what he thought was right and supportive.

He was glad that the large man wasn't pushing his luck any further and that Madoka seemed pleased with his idea. It was a compromise and that wasn't always the easiest thing for him to do.

"I'll try," he promised Madoka. He couldn't say he'd be perfect at it, but he would put an effort into this for her sake. (Maybe Gladio's too. Friends were such a pain in the ass!) With that, he picked up the healthy muffin and was about to take a bite when he noticed what was on the plate behind the muffin. Was that a cupcake?