Miles flinches back at that. It's - a very reasonable reaction, yes, and one he would be having if he were confronted with the same thing but - he is not prepared to defend himself from himself. Goddammit.

"I didn't say it was a good decision, all right?" he hisses back at his younger self. "But just - just try and think it through for a minute. I was having seizures. That's a medical discharge no matter what. Naismith was a dead man walking from the moment that needler hit my chest. I thought - I thought I could delay the inevitable." Find a cure on his own. Fix it before reporting the issue, continue on with his life. God, what a fucking idiot he'd been.