[She remembers a mob, during her early days when she wasn't really able to control herself. Kill the beast, kill the beast. The memory still terrifies her, makes her bitter, even though they were just trying to protect themselves.]

Sometimes. Cursed people are that way for a reason: they're supposed to learn a lesson. [She runs her fingers through her hair; or at least, she attempts to, getting them stuck in the strands and shaking a few leaves loose.] Being hunted usually means they've hurt others and need to be put down.