[After]
[ It was as if he had taken her own thoughts and thrown it back at her. Gods need no reason to do the things they do -- save for, perhaps, they "felt like it", they "wanted to", because it serves their purpose, it pleases them. If death tolls are to be counted just by name, surely Athena outnumbers the paltry hundreds Itachi has to his; but none of them have died by her own hands.
A god's disregard of human lives out of detachment is different from a man who chooses to throw away the life of another.
Shake of her head. ] I want to learn, Itachi.
[ She had just learned the value of the human existence, in its fragility, and it its strength. ] But how? Where does one even begin to think of ending-- throwing away something someone else's life as if it were nothing?