i got a hold of an iron railing and pulled myself up . he turned just in time for me to grab him and throw him up against the wall . i drive up to him , stopping as i roll down the passenger window . and i was n't eager to return to the fold , not after what had happened aboard the hummingbird . we are n't worried about our future . '' if he wished to talk about it , he would . i see how he looks at me , but he wo n't act on it . '' 