"They still achieved enough destruction," he whispers, already aware of those who'd been even worse off. "I worried. Even knowing we still had our train, so any who died would likely be better off than Halo."

Right. So maybe Seto shouldn't be so careless with his own life. He manages to achieve this glimmer of self awareness, miraculously, and presses a hand to the base of his neck.

"...I'll endure my punishment from the medical team."