[The barest smile tugs at Gale's mouth, one born of sobering - but sincere - camaraderie. A beat passes; he allows himself to linger in it for a moment longer.]

It's not- the same, of course. What happened to you is a tragedy, while what happened to me, I did to myself. Poisoned by my own hubris, devoured from the inside by a desire to prove myself a goddess' equal.