every step of this thing will take weeks , months , and meanwhile you keep working . then he second-guessed that idea . the boy disappeared into the kitchen , letting in the humid odor of spices . they trust me and they wont hurt me . he passed a hand over his face and then glared at her . i understand , or at least i 'm trying to . he tries to call out that they must not bury him , they must not cut him open , that there 's been a terrible , terrible mistake . 