Based on Circe by Madeline Miller

Do you regret it? I ask.

Never, you say.

Would you go back and change something? I ask.

No, you say.

Even if it would spare you from your pain? I ask.

Pain is human, you say.

You are not human, I think. You hear it as clearly as if it was spoken aloud. But there is no answer that I will understand, so you choose to bleed out in serene silence.