The bitterness is easy to push aside for the moment. His father is here, in front of him; a second chance he never thought he'd have, despite wanting it desperately back home. He tilts his head up, a sad smile on his face as he looks up at his father.

"Thanks. I'm proud of you too, you know." Maybe not happy with him, at the moment, but he knows his father had difficult decisions to make - decisions that make more sense in retrospect. Had he not sent Noctis away, there would have been no way to stop the Starscourge; of course his father chose him, now.

"I think it'll be easier, with both of us here. And hey, maybe their King will be willing to talk with us."