Giving a little cry of pain at having her hair yanked at the scalp, the girl twists about for a moment but then yields almost immediately, seeming to tuck herself up into a small ball.  Aside from her rapid breath and the splash of the water, she emits no other sound for some time.  She doesn't seem to start from the axe, though she does squirm a little away from its edge.  Finally, her mouth works at words through the terror, and it's a while before she is able to phrase them.  "I am... sorry... they hurt you."  She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand again.  "I thought we could save someone."<br/><br/>The shock of fear has opened the floodgates of her tears, and she weeps profusely, shuddering and grimacing as she speaks.  "It's all my fault.  I thought the birds would finish me, too, but at least-- at least someone might be saved."  She shakes her head and yields completely to Quinta's threats.  "But they wouldn't.  It looked at me, and it kept going.  It<i>killed</i>my sons, my brother-- they ATE them... but they don't harm<i>me</i>..."  she breaks off, still staring into Quinta's eyes, fragile and dazed with terror and emotion.