[He hates getting compliments like that, child or adult. He growls angrily, but then walks in silence, fuming at the very notion of someone thinking he did something admirable at all. Because he's not nice and he doesn't want anyone to think he's nice, darn it. Maybe it would have been better if he'd been returned to a child without his adult memories, because then he'd of killed those boys.]

[Finally, he decides to speak up.]

Let's just find something else in this dump to do. I'm already getting bored since the entertainment is lying in a heap behind us.