It's the same principle with humanity, isn't it? Unpredictable and challenging with ever-changing rules and the inevitability of death.

[ He slides down from the top bunk so he can sit across from her. It's a more intimate conversation than it was before, wasn't it? ]

I think it's quite poetic. You lacked power in your own life, so you made it your own when you were hunting. Did you get a rush from your kills? [ Human or animal, he doesn't specify. ]