[He finds himself pleasantly surprised when she evades the attack, proving she wasn’t quite as dull creature as he took her to be in his present state of mind. But her self-effacing statement earns her no approval. He pauses, however, meaning to instill her with the false hope that he was considering her plea.]

Sacrificing yourself for the good of mankind… [His brow knits in an imitation of sorrow and he presses a hand to his chest, so moved by her resolve.] A touching gesture, sister. Hm.

[Lifting a slender finger to his chin, he muses aloud:] Shall I kill you...? Or destroy the others?

[His smile returns after a beat, thin and patient and cruel.]

…I believe I shall do both.

[Such a light, pleasant tone that sharply contrasts the viciousness with which his hand shoots out to snatch hold of her by the throat. Would she move, or accept her fate?] Beginning with you, miserable worm that you are!