i cried out , as i stumbled back from the force of the blow . through the oily smoke , a thin figure rose among the debris , wobbly , unsteady . can it be she started to say , but then she shook her head . the delicious scents of vanilla and spice drifted to his nostrils . but this was so much better because it was really him . i was expected to be a good student . she opens her mouth and sucks , then i draw it away and stick out my tongue . 