with my blood sense though , i knew exactly where they were . he took my head in his hands , his fingers sliding into my thick tangle of hair as he tilted my face up to see his . we packed up our camp and left then and there , but the smell of smoke followed us , and death stalked the plains . she ran her fingers through his hair , but not in a romantic way . she pulled back , her hands on my chest , and slid away from me along the desk . 