[ To hear it worded that way-- She understands better his grudge with Quetzalcoatl. Though she's not sure whether placing the blame on her is right... She gets where he's coming from. He'd been right. She's the one like Ishtar and he's the one more like her. Heh. ]

She's a goddess of Venus. [A pause. She sounds a bit sad as she says that.] They shine so brightly and beautifully, never realizing their fire will consume everything. They can't help it. That's...What they are.

[ She's envious, really. She wishes she could be more like them, and less like herself. Because while they precipitate things towards their end even if they don't intend to... They are also the ones who live life to its fullest extent the most. ]