[Bulla's not at ease with the idea of killing. Her first kill was quite accidental rather than deliberate and in a heated battle. Instead, a perverted and arrogant man pushed her temper a little too far by creeping on her and got rewarded with a slap that was hard enough to coil his neck and spine around like a slinky. She'd felt guilty and anxious about it, having only intended to make his face sting and at worst give him a handprint shaped bruise. Her father's reassurance had helped, but she'd worked after that to be more mindful of her physical strength.

She's more accepting of the idea of killing the Third Party. She knows they'd kill her without hesitation and that they'd even kill people who were powerless to protect themselves. Her friend Quinn comes to mind, as do some of the kids she's seen around the enclosure.]

Yeah... They're the sorts who'd even hurt small children. They'll probably try to kill us on sight. Make sure you aim for their wings.