In a sparkle of blue particles the sword vanished and Gladio nodded his agreement. "They'll come in handy one way or another." He still wasn't sure if he would be going on the mission at all. He wanted to, but there was a part of him that still felt unsettled. Rattled after his encounter with the crate in the luggage carriage. "I'm glad I'm able to still use my swords. Not sure if there'd be a point to me without them." Or his shield.