(Okay.. Okay? Noctis stares at Peter in disbelief. Just "okay" nothing more? No resistance, no further conversation, no requesting for a kiss, just "okay." Then, not only that, but to just casually move on like they weren't just talking about kissing.

Noctis inhales then exhales with:)

You really are messing with me. Aren't you? All this time I thought I was the one in control, but I'm not. Am I?

I'm just some sort of puppet to you, aren't I? Just toying along with me, making me feel this shit and doing nothing about it.. You're a real jerk.

Second of all you're not going anywhere, you already got hurt so stay out of it!