Bella snorts. "You are welcome for this. For now, crew is my pack. But I disagree. Humans, durable? Wolf is durable. Wolf has honor. Wolf runs miles in a day. Wolf hunts, wolf kills, wolf feeds pack wolf sings for pack and wolf protects pack. Always pack. Humans... no pack. What is there if there is no pack?"

This is about as talkative as Bella gets. This means something to her. "Wolf dies, there is always pack. Pack goes on forever. What does a human have?"