That's rather unfair of you. I know there are a few

[there's a brief pause, in which she writes almost writes things, but changes her mind]

people here with no faces, through absolutely no fault of their own.

Sorry, I'm teasing. But what would a face tell you, anyway? It's a city of ancient vampires that look like children and shapeshifters and who knows what else. If I wasn't trustworthy, I'd be ready with a lie, have some incredible disguise. I'm being completely honest about what I am: a cautious, curious stranger.