She's walking along the hall, calculating the holes in the metal walkway (if there's 2200 holes in a four by four square, then you'd have find the number in a 1x1 square and then multiply it by eighteen by four, except there's a one in three chance that there will be up to five flaws in each foot at least, but that's the latest bulletin from the Guilds that she's heard in the last five months so it may be outdated, so…) when a dainty but surprisingly small arm comes out of nowhere and yanks her into a very clutered and strongly scented room.
There she finds an array of torture tools, more frightening than the last, a plethora of vile contraptions, each intended for warping, disfiguring…
She has to leave. It's not safe here.
They want to change her, they want to alter her…
"Make it go away! It wants to change me! Help, Simon! HELP!"
Inara comes to stand in front of her and despite the fact that River can shoot a target from five hundred feer with her eyes closed, she is very, very frightened by this pretty sparkly person holding a lipstick tube.
"I have a proposition to make, River Tam…"