[He can't understand that. Needing company so desperately, needing revenge so desperately. He spent years bouncing between a schoolroom and a tank, maybe wandering headquarters if he was good, with no company but a bunch of icy old men. And the news that his brothers were being slaughtered brought him nothing but happiness - it meant he would be released one day.
He sighs, and his hand unconsciously tightens around Alois'.]
You feel everything very strongly. More strongly, I think, than any Lilim I've ever met.