... You don't understand. We were modified for war. There's no future for someone like us. All our 'brothers' from that place are dead, by our hands.
[He starts laughing at that thought.]
He wanted to save them! He wanted to take them in! What else can someone who's modified for war do besides fight? They changed him - they changed us! The urge to kill is written in our cells now. We're supposed to want to train and fight and kill. It's instinct, like... I don't know, breathing and blinking.