what was he doing out there for three days ? wiggins stepped away and a mousy little man stepped up , quivering before the majesty of the court . pen hands me her knife , and i throw it toward the flame creature . maybe i ca n't say in words what i want and neither can he , but i can certainly show him . none of them is ever killing their own kind . `` they 're singing about him already ! '' but i think you are good at hiding it . i want you to figure out who killed her . 