[ He can hear that tone, the way she says his name (well, sort of his name) as though it's a lie. It bristles him, and likely because she's right. ]

Save lives? [ he scoffs ] Sorry and here I was thinking we were talking about sending children to war. [ Not quite children, but close enough. ]

And trust me, you really don't want to know who I really am. [ He doesn't mean it to sound like a threat, but then after he's spoken realises that perhaps it might just have come out that way. ]