[It wasn't that he didn't have plans to try and consider peoples feelings so much as he didn't trust himself to think. It's second nature for him to just act, he's never had to consider someone else before and it's not something he immediately thinks about whether he's trying or not.
There wasn't a lack of effort here or lack of good intention, and that's what frustrated him.
He stops the moment he realizes the other has fallen farther behind, if stopped all together. He turns back, some concern twisting in his chest which doubles the moment he sees the state of his lover. He swallows a jagged lump in his throat at those broken words.]
You are mad, or were mad and I KNOW you're scared. That's the point of my self loathing.
[Though there is a part of him trying not to be insulted by it. He gets that Aidan mean's he was scared he'd suddenly disappeared and not so much that he'd gone off and gotten killed because he was too weak and stupid.]
Apologizing won't fix anything, what am I supposed to do so you're not so fucking disappointed in me?