the lashes fluttered against his cheeks . but he had made no real headway . a few seconds later , a hand-shaped section of blades wriggled and stretched and grew until they were brushing the bottom of her palm . he reaches over , starts to grab some out of my hair but stops . he had n't known of jane 's darkness and because of that he had taken her into the shadows of her own pain , brought her nightmares to life . not physically , if thats what you mean . you act like you have sheep brains . 