I've chased death around this place and never caught it, funny how that works. [How many times has he put himself in a situation, gambling at high stakes but never seemed to really bite the bullet in roulette. He still hasn't eaten, setting down the fork in lieu of the brandy because his stomach is still knotted. This isn't church, she doesn't need to hear all his sins...]
I've killed countless people, Charlotte. [He looks up to her, almost sad.] Too many to count, but it was different then. I was different. I cared, but not enough to stop myself - what I was, at the time, from doing it anyway.