[ The wince pairs particularly badly with the point he's trying to make and Noctis wants to tell him to get real, to knock it off but suddenly Jason is moving and any calmer responses he was considering fly out the window. Jason's bigger than him and he's got momentum, but Jason also has something else Noctis doesn't have.

An exploitable injury.

He gets close and Noctis lets himself fall back on pure anger, relying on speed for the half-sidestep that he pulls out at the last second, a sharp blow directed right at Jason's bleeding wound. There's a split second of shame for the maneuver but it's quickly overwhelmed by his own impatience. ]

Is that nothing? Huh? I'm a hell of a lot nicer than they'll be to you! Fuck... I'm so sick of this! I made a promise to him and I'm gonna' keep it, do you get that, you selfish asshole?

Or is you being self-destructive so important to you that you're gonna' come at me again instead of us going? Let me do what I said I'd do!