i worried that it might be a long night since it was his last . it was not a cloud at all , but many black cloaks whipping behind their riders in the night . i wanted to reach out and touch him again , but i knew how much he hated that . you might just see it again someday . '' who do you think you 're fooling ? '' the power that those two things can provide cant even begin to be measured . unlike getting drunk , which was pretty necessary . 