what better way to create an accident than to hurt her high in the air , beyond the mist , and send her into a deadly spin ? it knew it was a sad thought that a destroyed building and broken rooms reminded me of home but with march by my side i felt safer here than i did in the perfectly clean and orderly streets that were waiting for us outside . we were better off without her . i hear hesitation where i want to hear enthusiasm . `` you should take this more seriously , '' she said . 