and then karou is there with blood on her blades and virko is folding his spikes back down-they interweave , zuzana sees , and the elegance of it ... the symmetry almost overwhelms her with its perfection , and that 's the thing that she 'll remember most , not the dismemberment , her mind is already pulling a curtain on that , but the symmetry-and virko 's spikes are n't padded now with a smelly blanket , and there 's no harness to hold on to when when mik boosts her up , but zuzana 's not afraid , not of this .