That...that sounds like what happened to you, yeah.

[ She didn't realize how much Riptide would relate. But he could, couldn't he? Even if the situations were radically different, he always seemed like he'd be pushed along by the violent whims and tides of the war around him, existing for battle and then not knowing what to do. ]

He stopped being a god. Like all the rest of us. [ Which means she has to explain that, too. Fuck fuck fuck. ] Hey, what to hear about how I've been a dipshit for the last couple years, Riptide? It's riveting, I'm sure.