He didn't quite cringe, but there was a look of pure distaste on his face. Pietro didn't really have a lot of room to judge others. He was, depending on his mood, a villain. He'd killed before and could do it again. Still, there was something tacky about allowing minions to be killed. "I see," he said, perfectly neutral. He judged the people Gaz lived with, but not her.
"No." He smirked back at her. "I know you're weird. There is a difference."