i look up from the cloth and into her eyes and say , how do you like your house ? `` that-that sounds like marcus , '' echo whispers . my favorite tune is bare necessities . i grab another pancake to eat on the go . you are not the freaking weak link . talking about your father , when are you taking me to the temple . the head jerked back and when her eyes cleared of exhaustion , she saw she looked directly into a pair of kindly , brown eyes . 