( Shinichi freezes at the question, eyes widening. Surprised, certainly, but not in a way to which.... it's completely unthinkable. Maybe it used to be.

Not anymore. No, now that surprise comes with familiarity (he's still so fresh off of that attack on his school by one of the parasites, the thing with every intention to plow through kids to get to Shinichi, the first thing he's ever helped kill in his entire life), and he's taken aback, just staring. Listening, through the odd static prickling in his head. He's never talked about that experience to anyone but Migi before; it's become another thing carried down deep in his gut, aching. He's had bad dreams for a long time, now.

The other's words get worse, and worse, and Shinichi flinches in a quiet, deep horror, feeling ice slip down his spine. But even that much isn't completely unknown to him. Tamiya Ryoko's words continue to haunt him... that parasite, that...... monster. What she'd do to her child once it was born. Experiment on it. Kill it once it no longer had use.

Shinichi's blood feels weird and hot and he's clenching his left fist slightly as his features tighten. )

Then.... I'm glad you stopped someone like that.... no matter what it took. ( For the first time since he arrived here, an anger tightens behind his soft brown eyes, making them a bit darker, sharper. He's aware that Migi's turned to stare at him but he doesn't care. )

Only a monster would do something like kill kids... babies. Innocent humans' lives have to be protected.