He notices all too well, perhaps because he expected it and perhaps because the tension in the room is forcing him to be hyper-aware, practically holding his breath as he waits for it to break. Each punch against the wall makes him flinch but he doesn't say anything, just waits for it to pass, waits for the right moment to pick this up despite knowing fully well that it'll never come.
"Morgan-!" A small attempt to stop the other Agent, but he cuts it short. It won't do any good. Not now, so instead he falls silent, bottom lip pinched near the point of bleeding between his teeth.