cricket tours me through his campus , pointing out the various buildings-all grand and immense and named something-or-other hall-where he takes classes . when it passed , he was dead . and now he was going to join a band of rebels . but each time i tried to make things better , they got worse . `` why do you remember the institute ? '' if i was going to be traveling with him , i would have to get good at being a well-behaved guest . `` but whatever happiness i could give her was n't real , '' he continued . 