the reality of what she was doing finally hit her , and she leaned into the wall for support . `` and i left because it hurt too bad to stay . she unpacked and we sat in the living room , awkwardly like strangers . if we continue to chase them down we may run into an ambush ourselves . fair in color like her or dark like its father ? shall i kiss you , child , shall i kiss you , man ? i could n't hand them over to win my freedom . '' 