He has no idea that Spike isn't referring to him, and the tensions are high, emotions are charged, and Noctis lets his temper get away with him as he grits his teeth, his eyebrows knit and he throws a right hook to Spike's jaw.

He's breathing heavy with anger; his shoulders visibly rising and falling. When he speaks again, his voice is low and dripping with venom.

"You said so yourself. You don't have any idea what this is about. So don't even pretend to know how it feels!"

Yet he's still ready for a retaliation. C'mon Spike, punch him back.