he grasped her shoulders , gazing down at her wide eyes with a rising sense of frustration . it was the squeaking sound from the machine that had drawn his attention . why are we talking about the kitchen ? its okay , i told him gently , just let it out . `` want me to do the test now or do i need to eat my omelet before it gets cold ? '' another killing , is what he said . his hair sunk into his scalp . it was for her to give , an offering . 