The dark gods laugh as mortals destroy one another.
Was the best plan of action actually just to wait for my enemies’ inevitable suicide?
Already the efficacy of my efforts are challenged by my foes’ capriciousness.
I must thank you though. You make my job all the more easy.
So go on, keep pretending that you are all still close friends. Pretend that this is just a unfortunate juncture. 
You know what they are really thinking beneath their forged sympathetic demeanor.