Sweeney takes a moment to absorb that. It's not that he takes issue with it, it's just something he didn't expect. If he went back, he sure as fuck wouldn't choose to die the same way. Not at the hand of fucking Moon Shadow.

His lips tighten at the thought of the things he'd have done different, and then his eyes darken as he remembers that there's nothing left to do. He struggles to yank himself back out of it before he spirals again.

"Same reason?"