You couldn’t find the right words to say to him.
There were so many ways that you could have apologized. At first, you wanted to argue the reasons why you had abandoned your post. Surely if he had heard about the opening that was one-in-a-million that he would have understood your position completely. But you knew this man better than anyone else to believe that he would fall for that.
Guidelines were strict, objectives simplistic: anyone who didn’t cooperate efficiently would be jeopardizing the mission. Titans were not to be messed with under any circumstances. In the case that there had to be a break in formation for some odd reason, you had to let another member know about it first.
By definition of following guidelines, you decided over your best intentions and went with your gut.
You jeopardized the mission.
No matter how many times you debated even the most brilliant aspects of leaving your post to kill an occupied titan it still made you feel guilty. After missing y