X nodded his head, agreeing though just as confused about why it mattered that he had no windows but a door. Did Little thing-san not like doors? He wondered why but shrugged it off because it was of no real importance to him.
"I've already told him that, Nightwing-sannn." He said with a sigh, dropping down to the ground, legs bent and resting in a crouching position. "He knows I've killed people. And it's three, not two." X stuck out this tongue at the man, bringing his hand up to his cheek.
"That's what you guys say. But I bet in some societies, killing's exactly what a nice person does."