He laughed. Low and full, it started small and escalated until he was nearly doubled over, shaking with each gale that burst out of his mouth. He recovered slowly, chuckling and struggling to control himself as the bitterness warred with the outrage. When he looked up at her his eyes shone with anger. Not hate or fear, but anger. "To speak of shame in that tone, when you work with a man who has done such heinous things to his own<i>family</i>--do you know the story of Shoto Todoroki? The boy who<i>almost</i>won the U.A. Festival a while back? Do you know why he has that scar? Why his mother is never seen in public?"<br/><br/>Makino stood before he could help it and was dimly aware of the officers lifting their pistols. He made no further aggressive moves, but he did point at her. "Don't you dare warn me away from shaming you and your friends out there when you have no idea what real villains look like." He turned away from her, pacing back to the glass wall. He put one hand against it and glared out despite the mirroring, wondering if anyone was looking back. He wondered if any of this would make a difference in the end anyway. When he spoke again his voice was tired and heavy. "Every enemy I've ever made has been worth it," he told her. "When one realizes the things I realized, sees the things I've seen. Well. One tends to stop thinking of it in terms of 'villain' and 'hero' and 'good' and 'evil'."<br/><br/>He turned back toward her, arms spread in supplication. "I've never harmed a civilian. I've never leveled a building with my quirk, or actively harmed an innocent. I've even quelled my supposed colleagues when they became too bloodthirsty, too careless with their actions. You know what separates me from you, what the only real difference is?" He dropped his hands and returned to the cot, sitting down heavily. "Don't bother guessing. I'll tell you. It's a sponsorship." His eyes closed again as he once more settled against the wall. "Nobody is coming for me. I doubt any of you realize the ramifications of my capture."