[ He's still angry over what he views as hypocrisy, judged for his own cowardice not even a day before and now here Kaladin is making his qualms so apparent without backing them up. Why the hell did he have to be so obvious then?

And why the hell does he have to be so obvious now?

Realization hits him hard, a gut punch in high altitude, and only briefly the lights of a broken city dim not just due to his implant's shifted focus. His body locks up as his mind drifts away from a moment that overwhelms him, suddenly forced face to face with a stark reality he'd been denying. Kaladin needs to know himself. He questioned things earlier. It wasn't Luna, but Noctis's engagement itself that brought about that questioning.

He feels unsteady, needing to be just as sure as Kaladin does before he can even come close to verbalizing his own suspicions. ]

Whatever that means... [ But it's muttered quietly, the result of built up frustration that's being vented through a meaningless statement. ]

Look... do you need to ask me anything, Kaladin? Anything you need to clarify from earlier. [ Even forcing out those words through a tight throat rattles him. ]