He knew he'd hit the truth of it from the look on Noctis' face. He just wasn't sure what to do with it. What Noctis had said hurt him more than he expected. "Fine, I don't need this fucking drama. I'm done. Go get lost in the woods. Starve, fall off a cliff, I don't give a shit anymore."
He turned his back and headed back to the house. Staggered really. The anger had drained out of him, along with any strength he had left.