[Almost sighing, not angry just disappointed] "Oh - there's - that's... Just watch the broken glass, please. Those flimsy shoes do not look like the sort of apparel one should wear when gallivanting about some broken glass."

"No, no, he - " [A sigh, then a pause] "My brother has always been scared to, once more, find himself stuck under the thumb of someone else. It's a fear of entrapment and a need for personal freedom. And no... no, I don't think that justifies his actions. But he's still my brother, and I cannot help but try and understand why he does the things he does."

[Threatening, by scared himself, as he's never wholly gone through with murder] "These are deep woods. You know the stories as well as I do - no one will find you. I - I could... Don't - don't tell me I couldn't I - I've got no choice. So I'm going to do it, even if I won't necessarily like it."