She's still only human. And I've been killing those for as long as I can remember.

[Over and over, he flips the blade in his hand, back to the idle gestures that don't mean a thing, or maybe they mean the world. All the violence in him is gone, and he sounds as peaceful and cheerful as it is possible to be with a weapon like that between his fingers.

He chuckles and shakes his head.] That might seem like the natural thing to do, but sadly, I'll have to steal away the winnings of the scavengers around here. All those Christmas presents didn't buy themselves, you know.