[He pauses, not sure if he should be happy that the tone's shifted. He makes an attempt to press the conversation forward, in the only way Noctis knows how.]

I've been called a self-pitying coward before. [Maybe not those words exactly, but he remembers a time when it felt like his whole world had shattered at his feet, and all he wanted to do was run away. Gladio called him out on it, and he hated him for it.

In retrospect, he had been right.]

I'd like to think I'm not so much of one anymore, but that's just my opinion.

[He pushes himself off of the counter he's been leaning against.] Want to see more of the station?