"Haven't had a good cup of tea since we arrived here," he smiled as he took the tea. He knew it would taste good just from the smell. He blew on it gently then took a sip, "Maybe I should come by more often." Mainly for the tea. Once found why try to look for another.
"In short they kill them," he stated. Sure he had killed a few aliens but he didn't go looking for them, he waited till they found him. Which oddly enough was quite often. "I'm sure they know what they are doing." He didn't want to judge what they were doing. He was sure they had a good reason for, like saving people. Saving people was an excellent reason.