Forgive me... my own experience with being such as yourself is limited. There was one such man in my unit, and he was a good man. A good friend. The Black Ships took him away, and when my friends saw him again he was... quite horribly abused. Ears sheared off, eyes sewn shut, goaded and used only as a weapon for the good of the Imperium. I consider it a mercy when Viktor executed him, as Agun asked him to.
[He looks up at her again, a brief flare of green in his doll-like eyes.]
If I sounded dismissive or condescending it is because I find you likable and certainly don't -want- to shoot you.