he let out a sigh to calm himself and tried to take a step back , knowing he wouldnt get anywhere if she fought him each step of the way . they stand around the small fire of the writer 's invention , warming their hands at the blaze , hoping the fire will grow into a blaze which will provide light as well as heat . she crossed her legs , which were pale and perfect , and folded her hands in her lap . `` how do i know i can trust a woman you come up with ? '' 