"You'd be better off talking to a scientist. Malia doesn't think like a person. She's not a person." Allison took the dagger, spun it on her finger and slipped it into a sheath.
"And I don't mean that as an insult really. She doesn't want to be a human. Really she spent long enough that her personality, needs and desires should have been locked into the human, it should be easier for her to adapt back, but she doesn't." Psychologically by seven or eight years old you were formed in a lot of ways, ways that affected you without you even realizing it. Since Malia wasn't coming back to the human very easily Allison had to wonder about it.