[He lifts the hem of his shirt, running his fingertips through the indigo blood, then holds them out to Sephiroth] This is the highest blood color a landdwelling troll can have. Higher even than my own. Borne within it, is the highblood rage. A rage that can only be controlled and contained, but never completely quelled. The higher up the Hemospectrum you go, the STRONGER it is. This rage compels us to kill, to spill the blood of others, to seek conflict.

Normally, I would fight robots in order to keep the compulsion in check. There are none here, and the rage is even stronger than before. So... [he gestures back to the corpses, bowing his head]

But even that is not enough. I kill, but they do not fight back. There is no struggle, there is no conflict. I grow bored before I grow sated. And then I feel guilty, though I should have no reason to. By the standards of Alternian society, I have done nothing wrong, but the others-

Don't approve. And my behavior upsets them. So the guilt comes, and I become angry at myself for feeling guilt when I should not. And once the anger comes, I struggle to reign it in, but then I feel guilty for denying what is my hatchright, and then I feel even angrier...

Until it's either hurt myself, or hurt others. And I am already in so much pain...