chapter 38 she made it to the raft about fifteen minutes later . i should have guessed the travel would have messed with your head a little . it 's the same look he gives me just before he pushes himself inside me . `` i grew up in the sixteenth century . well leave some beads , and tools , a few bags of candy . most function at an accuracy rate of sixty-seven percent . he never seemed to even think about the possibility of ... '' he stopped , looking at me . 