[A small part of Davros flinches inside, though he doesn't show it. He's seen that look on too many of the Doctor's faces for it not to bring back memories. Outwardly, however, he shows only contempt.]
Such bluster, so quick to anger... Tell me Doctor, which of us was it that had to worry about presenting threats where they were unnecessary?
You present yourself as a saviour, a protector of the innocent... But when it comes down to it, violence is the only swaying factor you have. The threat of destruction, of death! I accept the ends to my means, Doctor. You live in a daydream of blissful ignorance. Sometimes I wonder how you sleep at night...
[A moment of silence as Davros stares pointedly at The Doctor, his blank eye sockets conveying some inexpressible mix of anger, contempt and victory.]
But, still! To so quickly place a barrier between us is the height of bad manners. We had only just been introduced...