He is indeed a creature of darkness which has somehow become synonymous with 'evil' to those from the light that did nothing short of invade what was once peaceful, and he could speak to it were he inclined to do so but Malekith had long come to find those with false righteousness had no desire to listen. Why waste his words on a kingdom of gold whose very bloodshed was enough to make worlds from it? That aside, frankly, he'd lost any desire to reason with people such as those should he have had any in the first place. A blade did just as well.

"Have you thoughts on that, then -- " His head tilts up, "Guardian?" Malekith watches a few more moments, weighing whether explaining was worth his effort. Here there were no allies, his people so far away he cannot feel them and -- begrudged as he is to admit it -- he's too weak to carry on alone. Pride would have him try, regardless. But perhaps there's some corraling to be done along the way or at least to propose his stand on things.