He should feel terrible for shouting. Part of him does. Part of him is lost in the knowledge that the beating sun is only being held back from them now by the storm that will 'one day' die. How can the past be undone? It can't. Not really.

It could only be Cheated, perhaps- do something no one notices, will never notice, until the far beyond future.

Emporio lets one arm free, and focuses on the storm again.

"...Don't let me go," he tells Jolyne, and with a shaking breath, steadies himself for whatever might happen. "...This time...don't let me go."

(After tying him to his escape, she'd cut herself away from the string to fight Pucci alone.

No one should fight alone anymore.)