The scream was most satisfying to say the least. He'll enjoy stringing this out, maybe not the disembowelling he envisioned, but it is satisfying. He's not quite sure when he had begun to enjoy torturing people so much, but he believed that his time spent with the Chitauri was most probably responsible for that.
In a moment of lethargy he turned and looked at Coulson, feeling something akin to compassion.
"The mighty will fall further, because they put themselves so high. They will fall fast and hard." He wasn't even speaking to Coulson now, just lost in his own dream like rhetoric.