Gladio makes a small sound, curious and then abruptly hisses when he looks up and ends up stabbing himself with the needle. Suture needles are not made for sewing clothes okay. Fuck.

He takes the offering though, holding it carefully before dropping it in his lap to look at while sucking at his finger, not wanting to get blood on the paper or the project. It makes sense enough and he nods.

"I'll keep it in mind. And if you wanna, idk, work on any non-magic type skills while you're down powers then... I dunno, hit me up? Probably gonna be helpin Iris train anyway if you wanna go through some drills with us or anything."