She might! No, she probably won't, if only because he's got no meat on his bones, but still. There's a possibility -- she's had a lot of this boozy cocoa.

"Well, he could not kill me either," she reasons. "And he killed my father, pulled out my eye... Even if I love him, he deserves to die. But I cannot do it. Every time I tried, either something lucky would happen to him and he would live, or... well, usually that was it."