Oh yeah, those feelings of inadequacy. Zelgadis is all too familiar with it, especially here and for the same reasons as Lina. Well, mostly the same reasons.

"No, I understand. We were capable of quite a lot back home, but now..." he sighs, looking down at his hands for a moment before turning his attention to inspecting a few coins. "I keep catching myself wishing that I was stronger, so that I could actually make some sort of difference around here in situations like this. The last time I thought that way though, I ended up looking like this."

Which just leaves him even more frustrated, because he knows better. Mostly he's still just bitter that this place took his abilities but he's still stuck looking like a chimera, but then he feels bad that he's concerned about that at all while there are people out there suffering because of something he hadn't been able to prevent.

Just bad feelings all around, man.

"It is what it is, I guess. All we can really do is help clean up the mess."