[ He doesn't argue. Nor does he really say anything at first. He just... watches. Watches as Ardyn tries to hold himself together. He's not sure what exactly is going through his head right now, and he won't pry. But Noctis can try and talk some sense into him. ]

Who you are is... Ardyn. [ He shrugs. ] If anyone expects you to be anything or anyone, that's kind of screwed up. [ He pauses. ] Good thing about a place like this is that you've got a lot of time to figure that out. And people who want to help you.

[ He sips at his tea. Noctis knows who he is, and he's comfortable with that, but he remembers a time when he was less sure. When he was younger, when he first started out... he wasn't quite sure who he was.

He does not envy Ardyn for what he's going through. ]

So. Are you going to take this time to figure out who you've become? Or who you want to become?