'' relax , '' he murmured , and leaned across troy to kiss the top of her head . '' go ahead and call her back , '' he told delbert . '' me ? '' delbert said . '' yeah . why not ? '' booker got up without bothering to lace his boots , and put on a ball cap . '' what do you want me to say , huh ,
booker

'' shall you want anything special for brunch ? '' evian shrugs . '' just ordinary english breakfast food will do . '' '' then , that is what you shall have . '' '' okay . '' evian stares intently at his hands , deep in thought . exile looks curiously at him . '' what 's on your mind ,
evian

but his will to survive and avenge for everything they have done to him was stronger than ever . and he wanted his throne back . that thought alone gave him strength he did not know he had . he crawled and wriggled and crawled and wriggled some more until he reached the top . he tumbled down , another pile followed . the ship shook and shuddered . time was running out , but he would
survive