We're not friends. [He scoffs.] What kind of friend doesn't check in on another friend for ten years? You're practically a stranger now.

[His tone is light, teasing. He's not actually serious about this, it's just easier to give Gladiolus a hard time than to admit he's happy to have some decent company on his birthday.]

She's welcome to come along if she wants, but I haven't seen him in weeks. I think Monika saw him when she stopped by, but I dunno if he's actually around.

[His shrug is practically audible. His Moogle still refuses to talk to him, but, hey, he's a Moogle who basically has to deny that his Hero of Light keeps human flesh in his fridge. It's a lot of stress!]