[Saito returns her stare. Did he really come across as a little bit too eager for the task?]

... What are you giving me that look for?

[Although it's futile to resist it on a physiological level, with the happy chemicals already starting to trickle in at the mere prospect of the act. Even if he knows a non-human life is not thrilling enough; even if he tries to divert his thoughts away from it, it's a concept his brain reacts to on an unconscious level.]

I'm just trying to be considerate of your feelings. Figured you wouldn't want to take their lives. Or am I wrong?

[Or has becoming a mass murderer numbed you to taking lives? would've slipped past his lips if he didn't have an image to uphold.]