she looked down , holding the dress ' fabric in her dirty , cut up hands . they burned their papers , and in the smoke their prayers rose to the gods . or have much reason to get . '' which was a good thing , since her legs did n't appear to be working at the moment . blinking , al slumped against the wall , his hair pushing up behind him . in fact , he smelled just like her father . because youre worried about the threats ? 