Natalie nearly screamed in fright. Spinning around, she was about to yell at him for startling her when she noticed him watching the scene in the hospital as it played out almost eerily in the middle of the cave, the mother crying and the father stoic.
"Why would they kill the baby?" she asked, confused.
"Baby weak," he said with his usual gravelly, shiver-inducing voice.
Her stomach turned. Nauseous, she jumped up and glared at him with her hands on her hips. "That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard anyone say. Do you kill babies on your planet just because they are weak?" she asked.
"Yes." There was no hesitation or shame in his response.
She stumbled back from him. "I can't believe you'd do something so...so disgusting." Natalie held up a hand. "No, wait. After seeing the way you chopped off heads earlier today without even flinching, I can believe it."