`` then you must do the same for me , '' he said . he punched it back up with his fist . `` even in our brief acquaintance , i ca n't say that he made a good impression . it was food he wanted , and it was near . all of these thoughts and good intentions drain like sand between her fingers the moment she looks up the path ahead of her . she tilted up her chin defiantly . i ask , trying to make him happy . 