Gladio had an apology cocked and ready to fire, until he realised who had just reached for the drink at the same time as himself. Samata... How long had it been since he'd seen her after... well. He didn't really want to think about that much, not that it helped to think that as a sad little smile curved his lips.

Would she run away from him again? He was half tempted to just reach out and grab her before she did that. Though if she did run, this time he would chase her down.

"Did you want this?" He asked, holding out the drink. "Had one earlier, they taste like coconut which is a damn sight better than the ginger that flavours drinks on the train."