Noct's jaw sets, but he doesn't say a word about the flesh wounds. He can tell something's bugging him, too - more than just what he told him. So he sighs, shaking his head before he turns slightly toward him - careful not to knock over the cup at his feet. This is the first he's really hearing about what happened while he was unconscious. To hear it now, thanks to this situation...

"...Physically." Noct admits, briefly glancing down as he lowers his voice. "But I haven't really, ever since I saw that sick son of a bitch stab Luna."

Not to mention waking up to see Ignis injured, and unable to mend.