She didn't want to answer, it felt as if answering would just crumble her. Take the momentum away. Return her to caring and worry and requests. Though even in this moment of heightened aggression she had to stop to answer.

"This is the path that has been forced open... this is the torrent of the river flowing down," she was the river, and at Miko's exposed neck she did not hold back from it.

You could not say she was killing her exactly, it was closer to a light biting, pulling at the skin.