"Some people, they..." How would she put this exactly? Could she put it in English words? "They are not nice. They like to hurt. Especially girls. Pretty girls, like you. Or not so pretty like me. They want... things. That we give. That we have." Her eyes wandered down her own body, hoping April would get the hint. "Is power thing. Have power over girls." She shook her head. "I am not sure I tell right."