I'm sure you'd love to know why I blame you for their deaths. Doesn't your kill list number in the thousands now? Only a few more to add.
But those numbers are people. Human lives, taken without a second thought. Those numbers are my family.
But simply telling why I pin the blame on you ruins all my fun. The cat will play with the mouse a little longer before launching into why it is so hungry for revenge. And I'm sure we both know how that story ends.