Raven's Watch palid face of the unchildlike child

Though she welcomes her touch, Malguk's stomach growls and she turns away, closes her eyes, wishes that there was another noise to mask it. What she looks at everytime she sees her face is only her own failures reflected back at her. What a sadistic mirror. Inside her head with nothing but the dim red membrane of her eyelids to separate herself from the world, the snowdrifts of Unnuakvik have not yet melted. Haagat ii, she remarks, half-question and half-fatigue.

The man's voice steels her. Suddenly she is not malleable and languid but rocklike, high on the Mohs scale and manic-eyed -- Who speaks? is what she says but what the rest of her is saying is stay away, everything from her bristling hair to the bared teeth just as subtle as striped barricade tape.

It's really just paranoia fueling her, the big mental centrifuge in her head gobbling it up and creating a world where everyone was out for your head, every stranger's face a wormhole towards certain death.