Gladio was careful as he removed Madoka from his shoulder and, holding her by the waist, set her down on the steps of the train. It almost put her at eye level with him. He grinned and gave a small shake of his head.

"You're not that small. But Iris... she was about..." He held a hand a few inches above Madoka's head. "Just a bit taller. She has Amicitia genes after all." Iris had been so small when she was a little kid. Then hit a growth spurt and she'd grown like a weed. He dropped his hand onto Madoka's head and gently ruffled her hair. "Small and cute. That's what you are. And nothing wrong with that."