After her time estimate is fifteen minutes in the past (just to be sure), Glass stops, and then goes and stands next to Rose-the-benchmark for the next nearest Bell (it's Cam) to look at. She's all set.

"Thanks!" she says to Brilliance. And she spins and flares aura; she doesn't have any plainly distinctive features advertising her species or a quality like Juliet's menace or Cam's truthiness, but there's a faint forest flavor to her; she belongs here in this place.