"We all did in some fashion," Poseidon pointed out. His smile was neither bitter nor remorseful - tinted by a modicum of sadness, perhaps, but who among them could honestly say that they had never once felt like they were outliving their purposes?
Perhaps they were ghosts right now. No one could say for certain, one way or the other.
"Anyway, the past is the past. You're here now, and so am I - we ought to dwell in the present."