Shaking, he pulled out the metal ring, with the extended cylinder pointing at the wall. Eyes bounced from the object to the wall, to John’s face and...back. The Commander motioned with it to the wall.“Should I just... ?”“Hold.” Gaybe urged. “We know not what lies beyond. We should equip ourselves, in the event that they are hostile.”“Good point!” John snapped his fingers loudly.“Sygraid! Hal! Get in here!” He called. “Bring some men, ready to fight!”A clatter of metal and footsteps on stone. You are nothing like I imagined. It just goes to show, you can't tell a book by its cover ... or in your case, by its face." Just what is this fixation on my face all about?" she asked, the tone now serious."Just as I've explained. You captured my interest immediately when your head and shoulders was almost all I could see. There is something quite incredible about you. I can't quite put my finger on why, other than the fact that your face is so naturally beautiful that it takes my breath. .. Long indeed. It's been ten years since I last saw Japan... (A hot summer morning. Kenshin and Yahiko are training outside the dojo.)Kenshin (blocking Yahiko's stroke): Close. Try a little harder.Yahiko: I'm not done yet!(He whacks at Kenshin so furiously that he seems to leave the ground.)Sanosuke (sitting on the porch fanning himself): What do you think you're doing in this heat. (looking up) First I've seen you train with Yahiko. You're not passing on the school, are you?Kenshin: Oh, I'm. Butch, her contractor, flirted all the time, while working on the bunkhouse without pay for the last week. He’d asked her out. But she’d put him off. ‘Why,’ she thought. ‘What’s wrong with Butch?’ The list began to run through her head. First, he wasn’t respectful. Second, he wasn’t interested in hearing about her kids, which was huge. Third, he was too sweet — phony sweet. She could probably think of more but…’Let’s look at the pluses.’ Faith thought a few seconds and finally came up with,.