They lack bloodthirst

Koos sat with his men in a cool room, it was large enough for them to have three iron tubs filled with ice water, and they now sat in them for their own conditioning.

"You think the girls would like a bath like this?" Piet asked shivering.

"No, not yet, but they will eventually" Koos said.

"While we have some time for ourselves, I need to state a few points" Frits said reaching down and picking up his computer tablet "The results are in"

"We're listening" Koos said.

"Guinevere seems to be the quiet one, a real grunt of a girl, I did some background checks on her and she used to be a junior race driver in the hot hatch class on Zwartkops raceway, so Piet, you'll be the one to take her in"

"Take her in?" Piet asked.

"Yes, you will personally be in charge of training her, teach her all you know"

"Fok! I thought we're doing it as a team!? What the fok do I know about being a tutor!?"