His sense of humor can be quite dark at times, so when she says she hardly speaks a word to the people she kills, he can't help but giggle. "I suppose. Why get into a lengthy conversation when you know it'll be cut short?"

--oh. He's not sure what that glow is, but he feels the pull of it. She's not quite as mad as she seems, then; a genuine danger. But he still wants answers.

A gesture at the awning above them and icicles creep around the edge, adding a little extra shelter. "It suppresses the influence a bit, but perhaps not enough. Explain to me what you mean by going hollow? If you're about to become a danger to yourself and others, I can and will kill you for the sake of preventing a crisis, but there might be another way."