There is, in fact, nothing just about slaughter.

[And his eyes linger on her for a moment, as if pondering how to say what he's considering, and then decides not to.]

Your instincts are there for a reason. We have a sense for whether or not these things are right, innately, so... don't let that atrophy because you've been charmed. Butzemänner are very good at that, you know.