I smiled to myself. I had forgotten how much that movie freaked Clove out. “Malachai! Malachai!” I hissed, in my best impression of the creepy kid from the movie’s voice. “You stop that right now!” Clove stomped her small foot indignantly. “He who walks behind the rows,” Thistle whispered evilly. “He’s coming for you.” “I’m telling if you don’t stop it,” Clove whimpered. Who was she going to tell?
Clove seems to be portrayed as really immature from Bay's POV. The taunting from her cousins doesn't help.
