Noctis knew Nyx wouldn't take it well. Obviously. Still, the intensity of his reaction is a little overwhelming. The only thing that keeps Noct from flashing back too hard to Gladio on the train is the fact that Nyx is holding him closer, not pushing him away.

"I KNOW!" Oh, he shouldn't have yelled. A brief coughing fit interrupts him, and he stops to drink several long sips from the teacup. Better.

"...I know," he says, much more quietly but with no less force behind it. "You really think I don't know that? ...just...let me start from the beginning, okay?"