So do I.

I was literally made for it.

[Disappears off screen for a moment and comes back with his Midnighter jacket. It's liberally caked with blood.]

The only time I feel alive is when I'm crushing someone's bones beneath my fingers. Implants in my brain give me helpful suggestions on how best to kill someone. I can see a fight in my head play out a million different ways before the first punch is thrown.

[He gently puts the jacket down. No reason to ruin his nice hardwood floor.]

I still don't bark nearly as much as you do.