Holly- Visor

  'You are, of course, still bound by the promises made earlier tonight…'

  But Holly wasn't listening, she was sprinting towards a stainless-steel workbench bolted to the far wall.

  'So, basically, our situation hasn't changed. You are still my hostage.'

  'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' muttered Holly, running her fingers over the rows of confiscated Retrieval equipment. She selected a stealth-coated helmet, slipping it over her pointed ears. The pneumatic pads pumped to cradle her crown. She was safe now. Any further commands given by Fowl meant nothing through the reflective visor.

-Artemis Fowl, Chapter 8