“Which do you prefer?” Armiger leaned over her and kissed her cheek. “Which what do I prefer?” “Do you prefer making love or reading?” Her voice held… - Karl Schroeder

So why did you do it?
August stared at the ceiling pensively. "It gets easier to risk your life as you get older. I think women understand that when they have children. Suddenly they know they would give their life for their child, and it doesn't bother them. With men it's different, but we…trade our allegiance in the same way. At some point, if you've grown up at all, you have to decide that something outside yourself is more important than you are. Otherwise you'll be a miserable bastard, and you'll die screaming." He closed one eye and peered at Jordan. "That make sense?"
"I don't know," Jordan said uncomfortably.
"You get perspective. You can stand outside your own death, a little. Not while you're dying, though."

Humans become violent when they feel their interest are threatened.
Galas scowled. "They were never threatened! Parliament is a rumor mill staffed by trough-fed clods who abuse the tongue of their birth every time they open their mouths. They all gabble at once and confuse one another mightily, and when this confusion is committed to paper they refer to it as 'policy.'"

The being was trying to get him to think about what he was saying, not just recite.