[There's a dark sort of chuckle at this. Linda reacts to his melancholy, looking at him intently with concerned eyes. Unabashed concerned mostly because no one is looking at her. Masaomi just presses on, not really raising his head]

Naturally. No one really can but me... aaaah, if I were to count it, there's been dozens by now. It'd be easy to say that they weren't human, but it's still a life even if it's a worthless one.