if we destroy their eyes , they will die . she patted him lightly on the arm . but the great spirit holds your spirit there as well , does he not ? he 'd find a way to send a signal to any dweller who 'd hear it . something she said sticks with me all day . the scream in my throat never formed . no wonder the boy was so grateful for the least bit of kindness or attention ! letting those two distract me had cost me . when he was on them , he felt good . 