aunt maya spun and headed toward the back door of the house , water sloshing over the side of the bucket she carried . i would imagine it would be almost impossible . his lack of self-control was what got him in this situation in the first place . the captains ship was old enough to still be made out of wood -- except the sails of course . when i tried to ask him this morning , he was n't ready . they had not seen each other in six years . the blood bond will draw you to me . 