[He grinds his teeth so hard that it's amazing they don't shatter, but outwardly he keeps his smile on.]
Oh, sure, you look better. You're warm and soft like a real Lilim. [Reaching up to stroke one cheek gently with his cool, spidery fingers.] But you don't know how half of what I know. You care about whether or not things are pretty. You could fall in love with the Lilim and do something stupid like take their side.
[His hand slides around Alois's neck, but it's still loose and nonthreatening.] Why do you think I'm still alive? I'm backup, in case you fail. They don't have any more trust in you than they do in me.