'Mommy, she looks hurt.'
'Don't be stupid, of course she's hurt. The poachers are going to use her pretty scales and hair to make things for people. Like mommy's purse.'
'But...why do they hunt them? Shouldn't they be allowed to live?'
'No, honey, they're different. We're better than they are because we're smart. They can't even talk.'
'I want a purse like yours.'