Hal and Mario on liars
‘Boo, I think I no longer believe in monsters as faces in the floor or feral infants or vampires or whatever. I think at seventeen now I believe the only real monsters might be the type of liar where there’s simply no way to tell. The ones who give nothing away.’
Context
The feral infants filed among outgrown childhood monsters, and monstrosity redefined off the body entirely, onto unreadability — "The ones who give nothing away," which in this anthology's terms is also a fair description of a blank veil.