if he had killed it , he would have never been the same . some of the windows in the house were made of stained glass . i had absolutely no clue what he was talking about . `` weapons will not be required here . '' so , naturally , i squeaked when he picked me up , forcing my legs to wrap around his waist , and carried me back to my room for round two . when i awoke it was night but not much cooler . okay , son , well talk about it . 