Gladio raised a brow and looked at Madoka as if he had only just realised he was still holding her. He hadn't, of course, he knew very well and good she was there. So he just grinned. "What's the point in that? A beautiful princess shouldn't have to walk anywhere!"

He hefted her up and with a little spin he'd sat her on his shoulder, one hand holding gently onto her legs to make sure she was steady, and he started walking back toward the train. "A beautiful princess should get around in style."