Elphaba looked like something between an animal and an Animal, like something more than life but not quite Life. There was an expectancy but no intuition, was that it? - like a child who has never remembered having a dream being told to have sweet dreams. You'd almost call it unrefined, but not in a social sense - more in a sense of nature not having done its full job with Elphaba, not quite having managed to make her enough like herself.