He gave a chuckle, hardly bothered by her fury lashing out. Raising a finger he slid the base of it from her temple to her cheek and then to her chin slowly tilting his face as the finger slid down from the angle of her cheek. His eyes followed the movement of his finger touching her face. Towards the end he made it deliberate to leave a cut on her jaw with his nail dragging in her flesh.
That pain hardly fazed Nora, being a creature of power more than an ordinary humanly being, she was resistant to small discomforts.
"My creatures are dispensable, expandable. I exploit them all I want, all I can. Because I can make more and more, faster than you or anyone can dispose of them. That night was more about perceiving than victory. But you would not know the working of a mind, being a mindless foot soldier yourself all of your meaningless little existence." His words were calm and poised such as his demeanor.
With that he licked the collected blood off his finger.