Bitterroot had never personally killed anypony before. She’d never particularly wanted to. She usually worked in Equestria, and bounties were only worth money alive in Equestria. On the rare occasions they weren’t, the Guard still frowned at civilians killing ponies, even if it was technically legal. When she worked outside Equestria and her targets died, somepony else had swung the sword or loosed the arrow or pulled the trigger. Bitterroot would’ve been willing to do the deed, but she’d simply never in position and didn’t want to force herself into that position.