The blue kobold does look over towards Rakka after he finishes, noticing the bard is at a loss for words. For a moment, at least. Something he's holding back, maybe? Especially with the common ground of them betraying their clans. Maybe Rakka needs the moment to reflect briefly; Cecil thinks he'd do the same in his place: thinking back on his own misfortune, seeing if any of it can be converted into wisdom for another.

Would he say the same thing in the black kobold's position? Possibly. Difference is he's hearing it from someone else. "Then I hope to one day be as proud of myself as others believe I should be."

Sensing his companion's turmoil, he nudges Rakka a little. "Still, it speaks of our perseverance that we made it this far, doesn't it? Perseverance...and perhaps a fair share of luck. For me, at least."