he looks round for a minute , wondering what 's coming , till his eyes fall on mine- and in an instant , i try to make my noise heavy , try to make it loud , and it hurts , like a muscle i ai n't used in too long , but i try to hit him hard with everything that 's true about what we really want , whatever the mayor mighta said , that me and viola , we do want peace , that we want this all to be over and- the spackle stops me with a hiss- i see myself in his noise- and i hear- recognishun ?