You tell me where the pride is in having to destroy the mutated souls of twenty children warped into one mindless entity, screaming in rage and terror with their combined emotions in their tiny, innocent voices as it rages about destroying everything it touches.

Tell me. Where is the pride in destruction of innocence.

This isn't human stupidity, it's common sense! The only arrogance I see here is from a God who refuses to believe they might be wrong!

[He's honest to a fault, unable to lie to her to save face. To show respect he would tell her the truth even if she felt she had to attack him for it. He would endure it. This was his truth.]