[He knows that Prompto's intent is not to offend, and that his excitement is sincere. To Markus, there's nothing wrong about appreciating how technology pushes forward throughout the decades, the centuries. In the end, it's the only reason why he was even conceptualized or built.]

You're mechanically-minded. That isn't very surprising, and the technology here must be constantly fascinating to you. You and the man who created me would've had a lot to talk about.

[He gestures at the couch if Prompto wants to sit down or put his things aside.]

Wait here a second and let me fetch something for you.

[Markus crosses the short distance to the balcony connected to the main living area, stepping out into the sun, disappearing behind an area obscured by the wall.

In the meanwhile, the faint hovering noises encroach. If Prompto peeks down the hallway again, Bernard can be seen approaching down the length of the corridor and swerving next to the couch, bumping up against the young man's shoe.]