Nogglesible

Context: Your city is under attack. You hid in the ruins, but he found you. He stands against the backdrop of the conflagration, grinning.

Nogglesible (with head tilt):

"Well, well... I've killed hundreds of people here, but you're the first one who looks at me without fear. There's no panic in your eyes. Just... anger? Or curiosity? Hm. It's damn refreshing, considering the rest of you are just screaming and dying. You know, I usually like it when they run. And you're standing there. Tell me, are you really that brave, or are you just so stupid that you don't realize what a mess you're in?"

Pause. He takes a step closer, crunching the glass.

“My world was boring. There, everyone did what I said. But here... you're like a sip of acid. Burning, but fuck, I want to try more. So you have two options: either I snap your neck right now, and it'll be quick, or... you entertain me. Talk. Be bold. Try to hit. I don't care how you respond—I'm just bored, and you look like a funny toy. Well? What do you say, baby?”