[Well, so much for that grinning. He turns away and hugs his arms close to himself. He doesn't want to answer this. He doesn't want to explain and cause the man to change his mind, turn him over, or simply cut him down where he stands. He doesn't want to make Faust question his decision to let him be, even if getting rid of him is the right thing to do.

He turns his back, facing the radio.]

... Doesn't go away... always hungry... but it gets... it gets easier... next best thing... to hunt...

Don't find much... normal food... doesn't... do much for me... can't taste the same... Wasteful...