`` they 're just machines , '' he muttered , pressing his back hard against the wall beside the open door . you may not have thought of . '' she leapt up onto a thick branch to gather as many bunches as she could . after he 'd opened the door , he slipped inside the back room . he dressed and went for breakfast . he reached out to remove the picture . ill do the talking , she said , and powered down her window . i felt the heat of it melt my clothes . 