[Nyx will indeed find Noctis seated at a little table nearby. He's still dressed in all black, but has managed to keep comfortable in nothing more than a shirt and plain pants. There's no way he's going to continue wearing the same suit he arrived in. Sentimental value or not, it just isn't as comfortable as some of his "lazier" choices in clothing.

He seems to be pulled out of his thoughts whenever Nyx slides into his seat across from him. He scoots an unopened soda can, still cold, towards the Glaive, a crooked smile on his features. He has one of his own in front of him, opened and fizzing.]

...Yeah, we have sodas. [To answer his question from before.] It was one of the first things I found, when I had time to explore the Station. I wanted to see if all my magic worked properly.

[He wanted to turn it into something that would heal, if he could. Needless to say...his magic definitely does not work properly, all the way out here.]