With Aster on his shoulder, the cat still small enough to easily fit on her chosen perch, Gladio makes his way to Regis. The curious menace had developed a fondness for the former monarch's beard and Gladio figured that the cat's presence may also help Regis' countenance.

His eyes land on Regis and he catalogs every detail. The outward appearance - a facade he's come to recognize both from himself and from others. The trembling hand and the empty eyes - smaller signs that he is hurting.

"Here, keep an eye on her for me for a sec?" Gently, Gladio placed the cat on Regis' lap. He makes sure not to disturb the dozing feline currently draped over said lap and Aster immediately settles in before stretching up to gently tap at the coarse hairs on the bottom of Regis' face, occasionally rubbing her face against them.

In what seems like no time, Gladio returns with chopsticks and two steaming containers of the Original Cup Noodles (from home) that someone had managed to obtain and stash away. Only the finest comfort food for both of them right now.

"I figured you could use a bowl of the best noodles in the universe." He tries to put a smile on his face, for Regis' sake, and hopes it looks more convincing than it feels.

"I promise not to bug you about eating if you take at least three bites of this."