she settles down just enough to dig her fingers into her eyes . her dark eyes were spitting fire at him . when you said you did n't live here ? ' the floor shook as he waddled back to their table and sat violently into his chair . we used to go there when we were kids . she looked at him briefly , her face flushed , and then she turned her eyes down to the work that lay in her hands . if he could survive in phase two , then the next step might be to find a job . 