[The look that comes over him is incredulous-smooth as Kirei makes that assertion, his smile as sharp and wry as ever before, a serrated blade that cuts across his face. Animals are means to be given courtesy, too-- well, not this animal, not as far as Giovanni's concerned, and without speaking he manages to make that meaning clear in his expression. He's something to be avoided and feared and, in the right hands, even controlled, but softer sentiments than those don't belong to something like him.

So he thinks. So he believes, right down to the loamy centre of himself.

But then Kirei goes on talking, and before he can fire off an answer to that initial question, the rest comes tumbling forth, and this time Giovanni doesn't bother to hold back ont he whipcrack of his laughter.]

How sorely mistaken you are. Humanity has very little to do with something like me.

[At the very least, he seems entertained by the suggestion. Incredulous, unbelieving, but entertained, nonetheless.]

But again, you're welcome to think what you like. As for your earlier question...well. That remains to be seen. Dogs know the value of loyalty, but first it has to be won.

[Is he teasing, or deadly serious? It's a difficult thing to discern.]