But I've been called a monster. Just like you. Where's your argument about differences now?

... fine. Then I'll catch you a fish. Fresh from whatever sea they've got here. And you can make sure I don't poison it. You're free to kick my ass at any sign of suspicious nature and I doubt you even need my permission for that.

But understand something: touch the kid and you're dead. Otherwise, there's no reason why we can't get along.