*Hanna simply shakes her head and stays curled up*

Hanna: I-I attacked s-someone. H-hurt someone... B-but the flesh smells so good. I-it's so hard t-to stay in control...

*Hanna's wings shiver as she remembers the taste of the woman's blood*

Hanna: I-I can't be around f-fights... The smell, t-to delicious...