but from jane 's dream of the cold sleeper he had learned better . i paused a moment and trailed my fingers over the cold , battered brick . i might as well dress to impress . but , as bond 's chief , the last thing he wanted was for bond to be permanently tied to one woman 's skirts . all you need is one ounce per day . for her own peace of mind . she felt as though she could n't breathe . chris 's right hand closed over something . 