[ it's a bad aspect of his psyche, but a part of him likes it that she's afraid of him--or at least cautious and wary. he's always been like that though, and it's a bit fun to play with even though he's playing it down at the moment because he doesn't want to scare her away. ]

He's the best I've seen.

[ there's a fondness there, oddly enough, though whether it's for the man or his fighting prowess is unclear. he nods at her assessment though, frowning. ]

Hellsing and Iscariot have treaties. They just... Don't apply to us. The never mattered to either of us. The priest is the strongest of them by far. The others were simply human. Strong humans, but humans nonetheless.

[ a beat as he takes in her expression and frowns. ]

Hopefully. He has agreed to focus on our captors for the most part, so hopefully he'll stop trying to stab everything that moves.