Perhaps it was not that I felt none, but that I had no regard for my life. I told Caliban once that if he wished to threaten me, he should threaten me with life, not death. Dying would be easy. Living, on the other hand, is much more difficult. Especially when you are constantly confronted by your failures, with things you have done. I clearly recall what I saw in the witch's house now, what I felt after. Death would still be easier, but perhaps I am a little more stubborn now.