[It's not even really bloodlust, so much as just accepting that his role back home is to do the dirty work nobody else is willing to do. Given the chance, he'd have prefered that she could share the burden with someone who would feel nothing in the face of slaughter. But he understands after his own experience that it's not quite so simple as reaching out.]

Makes sense. Everyone here says there's always some degree of compulsion, but the motives don't make much sense if that's the case.

Well, if it helps, just remember we're killing the lot of them tomorrow.