[Wow, that's garbage! Life is terrible and unfair no matter who you are or what world you come from, apparently. Sakyou's quiet for another long moment or two after that, and even through the composed neutrality of his expression, it's clear that he finds it a disagreeable thing.

But history is history. It's already done, it's already set in stone. What can one do about it?]

I wish that it wasn't like this.

[That there are winners and losers in every tale. That the hand of fate seems to pick which is which without rhyme or reason.]

Even if you know that nothing can be done for it, that often makes one feel even worse.