she set her glass on the table , rose and crossed the room , stopping just inches from him . did he have to worry about an attack from her , too ? thirty minutes later , as she clutched the pillow to her burning chest , staring down at her shredded emerald dress on the floor . from the large bowl they took handfuls of a thick fried rice dish with more carrots and onions . you did n't let me do anything . when he was clear , he flopped onto his back and covered his eyes . 