Well of course mortals aren't able to keep up with it. You're-- people are social. All living things are, to a degree, but humanoids especially. They thrive on packs and hierarchy, support and respect.

[He sighs, because he's recognizing the language he's using here- mortals, people, humanoids. Not we. Not him, because he exists somewhere Other, because he should be above those problems.]

I... thought myself a god. But I wasn't. That said, I still could not call myself a mortal or concerned at all with mortal's lives. It left me in a singularly unique position. There was... no one who could absolutely understand. Of course, my Lady tried, having come from modest upbringing. But... otherwise, I was in a state that no one else occupied.