[ He makes a small sound just to acknowledge her at first, before considering his actions, his reasoning behind them, and recognising: ]

It didn't sound like you wanted to kill them, and if it were me, if someone like that was around, I wouldn't care if they got killed once already, or if they would come back alive. So, it didn't sound like a good idea to be around them? Everyone lives here.

[ Most people live at the apartments, anyway. He's being careful with her clothing, folding them and then letting her place them where and as she wants. ]

There's still a chance you'll bump into them, but... they won't be living near to you? [ A beat. ] Having my dad's co-murderer living near me would piss me off.

[ It still makes him feel itchy on the inside to think about, actually, but he's going to just ignore that. ]