Gladio slowly sat himself back, both of his hands were on the table now, palms flat. Clearly showing that he was unarmed. He'd pulled back, leaning away... because she was moving away from him. And Gladio honestly wasn't sure why, or what he'd said, that had caused that silence and that reaction.

All he could do was turn his attention to Lea and hope for some kind of explanation of what he'd done wrong and how he could fix it.