We kaiju kill each other all the time. But so do humans, right? Just about everything out there'll fight whatever they need to to get what they want, so why get bothered about it?

[He steps back just a little, putting enough distance between himself and the doorway—where he was shamelessly trying to peek into Geto's room over his head—to give himself room to gesture with a claw at the buzzsaw implanted in his torso.]

Besides, it's what I was made to do! It'd be pretty sad if I didn't like it.

[Which came first? The chicken or the egg? Gigan's sadistic tendencies or his transformation into a weapon? He doesn't remember anymore, and it doesn't matter. It is what it is now.]