Tears still streak her face, and her breath is weak after being so spent on sobs.  "Because they killed my entire family," she says flatly.  "I wanted them dead.  And I want HER dead.  That bitch.  That...<i>thing</i>that made my husband... change."  She turns her head slightly sees Quinta, and shows no reaction before turning back around.  She seems so much more delicate now, so much like when they saw her... only a girl in her teens, wiry and strong from farm work, but with ancient eyes.  Only her eyes are old.<br/><br/>"My Wen... he was only seven," she says flatly.  "I heard him first, when I got here from the spring.  But I was too late."<br/><br/><spoiler>I had hoped my posts would point out an obvious detail by now... last chance</spoiler>