[ A mean little cackle tumbles loose from his mouth. A jeering, malicious sort of ill humor rises in him as he asks: ]

The humans. You think humans are innocent? Are you stupid, naive - or just deluding yourself?

[ And then his grin fades a bit into a less cracked and more self-possessed expression. It is also an angrier expression, though, his gaze hot with hatred. ]

You can't protect shit. You realize that, don't you? What you're proposing is coming in and cleaning up. That's not worth anything to anyone.