What's the wrong idea? Are you going to try and kill me after all? [He leans back as the waitress reappears with his three-course dinner of proteins and carbohydrates - it takes a lot to satisfy his metabolism. Once he's thanked her and she's out of earshot again, he goes on.] If you think I'm going to pass judgement on you for using lethal force, you're going to be waiting a long time. From where I'm standing, the War was on not even a year ago. I came here from a battlefield I helped fill with dead invaders. I don't have a leg to stand on if I want to pretend I have a higher moral code.