"You don't have to do it just because you always have. Do you like it? Is that it? Does it help get you off or meet some need to be wanted? What is it? I'm trying to understand here." Angry as he is, Kyle's telling the truth. He wants to understand what the hell could compel someone to willingly be injured for the sake of someone sick in the head.

"What makes it different? What makes them different?" Different from the ones he fought in Pretoria and Johannesburg, different from the ones that injured and killed members of his squad. Hell, different from the vampires who had roamed the street only nights before to feed freely on whoever they could get their hands on.