"I'm Agent Starling," she said. Clarice took in the strange clothing and the the something in the woman that she hadn't seen in those who had been born here. Some spark that seemed present in those that she had met who had found themselves brought in. She could not put it into words exactly, but she could recognize it when she saw it. This woman clearly had it, even as still as she was.
"I don't know any avatar," she said. "But I'm fairly new here myself." She flipped through the folder, finding only the single, mostly blank page. "I'm not seeing an arrest record," she said, contemplative. "Care to fill me in on how you ended up here?"