Maia's own eyes can be golden, but now they are a deep forest green, wide in innocence.

'He held me up by my throat, Alice. I can't be killed--' More than most people can't be here at Hogwarts, but you get the drift--'but that was pretty scary.'

Suddenly, she seems to get it. 'Oh, no, not that sort of attack! He wasn't--' a quick flick up and down Alice's body. '--hungry.' Let's not mention what type of hunger, because it might make her more paranoid. 'It was before his girlfriend got here--is she a stabilising influence, or...' Maia fakes a convincing shudder.