Monsters? Monsters. We are not monsters. It is in our nature to be predators. It is only because we hunt you humans, you... self-styled kings of all that live that you term us "monsters." We are merely doing what comes natural to us.

[Responding to this line: "You murdered my parents, took my sister, left my brother voiceless, killed so many of the servants I’ve rescued… all for no reason."]

Is it more righteous to ‘murder’ when your only reason is because someone paid you, Sir Assassin? How many widows have you left, I wonder? How many orphans, hm? How many lives ruined, snatched away in agony, while those they leave behind anguish over their memory? You’re a fine one to speak of reasons, my young friend, and to assume I had none verges on comedy.

[Genuine and serious] I do nothing without reason, which is why I’m asking you now. The Riftkey and the vial. I could have killed you as soon as I saw you. I could have killed you the entire time I’ve been here. But I chose not to, and I am giving you a chance to keep yours and your brother’s lives. Procure those two items, and I will leave.