"Yeah, usually he is. He just... I don't blame him for it, but he gets a certain kind of..."

She clicks her tongue, trying to find a way to phrase it without digging into his shit too much.

"I don't think anyone hates evil more than him. Really, honestly fucking hates it. Which is usually good. Usually amazing, you should've seen him tear apart zombies at the diner, he's a force of nature. But... here... It's just messy. It's all messy and nobody's winning, and we all feel like shit, and even if we had torn Sparkles' head off, we wouldn't be feeling better. It'd just be a different kind of shit. But he's... he's so... pig-headed about it all, ehn?" she's not repeating what Felix called him, but she can't say it's not applicable, "we're the same sort of animal when we see what has to be done. What should be done. If I wasn't already in the Captain's camp, I probably would've tried to help him kill it."