"How many people have you killed?" It's a young boy, with little feathers, a little tail, and a very a strange little outfit. Only in the Nexus would a tiny Kuja asking about murder not stand out.
There's lots of tail swishing before he asks something else, "Did you like doing it?"
"I never really kept track," Blitzwing admits, his blue face slowing little emotion, "But it was war. People die in war."
"I...may have gleaned some measure of satisfaction at the time of the deeds, particularly against those I felt betrayed me. Now, what I have is regret," Blitzwing says.