the man nodded and went for a small box on a counter nearest the door , which was too dark to see in the dim candle light of the room . roger fixed mrs. bug with a hard look . unlike the dry vines , the rose was hyper-alive . however , he still needed her for something other than herself . he wasnt alarmed , not at first at least , more curious as to where the boy might be , so he sat himself up , a little reluctant to move . look at what you have become . 