Beneath his mask - beneath his face- Rorschach smiled. If she wanted more, he was ready to give it to her. He remained silent, still with the focus of a determined predator. He tightened his grip on the claws and once again, darted out in the woman's direction. This time, passing on her right side, Rorschach gouged her arm with the dinosaur claws and disappeared once more behind a tree. He still wore a smile.

He felt adrenaline again; a feeling Rorschach feared the island had stripped him of.