"No. I wouldn't. That's why I didn't try to hurt you, Citrine, or the one who healed me. The others... they gave me orders. They told me how to feel. They brandished weapons. I got angry. I... just kept getting angrier."

It seemed like Halite was... apathetic about his outburst. At least he wasn't entering another spiral of fury, wherein those around him continually threatened him for being angry and scared. That seemed to end poorly.