but as they continued by me as if i were nonexistent , i wondered if they could see me at all . `` are you going to wear my gear ? '' the sea of faces turned toward me as i took my seat at the head of the long polished wood table . basic stuff , sure-change the oil , jump the battery , go wild and replace a fan belt . i grabbed my sword , and thomas did also . does he think im going to kick his butt again ? his gaze dropped to the ground . 