Donovan gave off one of his trademark smirks, easily giving a sign that he had a smart ass remark coming right up. "Easy. I don't feel like it. It's waste of my time. If I gave a shit, sure..I might go out there and risk my life." But he didn't . He didn't give a shit about the injured and he sure as fuck didn't care what others did to help each other. He was in his own little universe that he controlled and no one was invited in.
Sly grin only widened when he heard the man's jab about what Donovan did. "I am really good at it." Why not make himself seem even more like a piece of shit? It was quite fun with the dynamic against someone who seemed to be a bit of a superman. "I like watching people run around as bait, like seeing the clear signs of idiocy by so many of these people."
He wiggled his brows for a moment before he took out a coin and let it weave in and out of his fingers. Just a little anxiety technique when he felt the withdrawal symptoms creeping near.