the slave bowed her head , without speaking or looking up . `` you 're willing to keep me ? this bright hue suggests its about noon . there were too many of them , too . no matter how hard we tried to keep ourselves apart , we always wound up right back here . so what else is new , right ? it was cold and a shiver went down her spine . but the weapon was all i had - until it came down to the knife in my boot . we were off the elevator for quite a while . 