The sudden shift, the hand becoming a terrifying collection of biohazard razors that she's sure Rowan would love to get their hands on to study, makes her feel better, oddly enough. It doesn't scare her. It's almost reassuring, in a way, seeing Nyx reveal her own monstrousness.

"Next time," she agrees, and nods. We are what we are. She's going to have to think hard about that.