"You're telling me." He was pissed off with the train and it's weirdness, but there was nothing he could do about it currently.

When Samata spoke again, Gladio smiled a gentle smile. "Hey, I get it. You... weren't entirely wrong." He admitted, feeling he really should be honest with her. "Before Prompto? I was definitely interested. I like you, Sam. I like you enough I wanted to get to know you, I wanted your friendship if I couldn't have anything else." She was a good woman, she was strong and she was funny, she was pretty much his type. But she was also his type of friend as well and that's what he wanted now. If she was willing.