The old man wasn't lying when he said that he was craving a Caesar salad from the Café Library despite him saying that because they had a plan of talking to the other immortals. When Angeal served him his salad in a bowl, Gladios was happily eating it as he watched Don Quixote on TV.
"My, I really love how they make my salad! I would definitely want to ask for another serving," he commented, his jovial voice making Martha, Arvid, and especially Angeal, smile.
"Oh, Pops," she said, pouring a glass of water for the old man and putting it on the hospital bed table. "Take it easy. I'll give you another serving later after lunch, okay?"
The old man nodded as they continued watching the 1957 film version of Don Quixote. At the same moment, the door of the hospital room opened, making the four of them look instinctively at who entered. It was only Ivar, making Angeal cock her head to the side, curious as to why Ivar came in alone.
Doing this chapter actually made me miss my grandfather. Hihi!