"Except I have no desire to have any contact with any of the surviving people who would know what happened," Gabriel said, looking back to his feet. "Every last one of them triggers a sense of... revulsion, with him being the worst." He tightened his arm around his leg, hugging himself. "There are people in the world who you hear about as having incredible strokes of luck, good people, generous and caring, and you think "Oh, she deserved to win the lottery!" If that's indeed true, if there are these people who deserve rewards, then the opposite must be true as well. There are people who deserve... punishments, for lack of a better word." He gave a tired little shrug. "I've long ago resigned myself to the fact that I am one of those people."