He had to keep being logical, because if he became emotional, he did not have any chance of keeping her from lashing out and hating him. He leaned back and closed his eyes. "I've been studying the history of your planet. I find the time period you refer to as World War II quite fascinating. Do you want to know why?"
Caedus paused for just a moment, to allow Cordelia to wonder where he was going before he answered his own question. "Because it is the most honest indictment of humanity in general. The heroes are quite as twisted as the villains. Winston Churchill, for the example. He was the British bulldog who fought the clearly evil Adolf Hitler. However, he was a drunkard, a plagiarist, and a hypocrite. When given the choice between evacuating a town that was going to be annihilated by the German air force, or allowing it and everyone in it to be destroyed in order to preserve the secret knowledge that the German code had been cracked, he gave the order that the town be destroyed to preserve the secret."
He opened his eyes, revealing just a hint of the sorrow that his actions brought upon him. "Do I think it's acceptable behavior? No. Do I think I've hurt people? Yes. Have I enjoyed it? No. But unfortunately, to save the village, sometimes, you must burn it. And it hurts to burn the village, Cordy. It hurts."