i mean i still do have all my slaves , said peter . her attempt to comfort him was ... comforting . i could almost feel her standing right in front of me , with a short and sweet smile across her face even though her eyes told a whole different story yet again . she busted out laughing , her wheezing laugh turning into a hacking cough . i asked , pointing to the satellite photo of the hand , which had fallen to the floor . i did n't want her afraid of me . 