How can his temperature be so high... ?! What on earth... Shishio: Ten years ago when my entire body was burned, my sweat glands were completely destr...yed. I lost the ability to regulate my body heat through perspiration. According to the doctors, I shouldn't be able to live sustaining such a high temperature. It's what I have left from the flames of Hell. It's not just my arms. Legs. Belly. Chest. My entire body continues to burn. And of course, (pointing to his head) here as well. So my voice. .." Natalie said, but she was cut off by Leonard on the intercom."We're here Mr. Simonds, Ms. Portman," Leonard said over the crackly intercom. The car came to a halt and then was flooded with the bright LA sunshine as Leonard opened the door to escort us out.I stayed with Natalie for most of the day, watching her record dialog in a soundstage while she watched very rough footage of the special effects for Episode II on the screen in front of her. I felt privileged, not only to be able to see. Of all the things he’d done, he couldn’t do this. And when he knocked on her door and she answered, he saw the pain on her face just of seeing him again- seeing him completely fallen apart. All he could get out was ‘I don’t know what to say.’ She let him in anyways. And now she shuddered under him, desperately wanting the pace faster, but let him do what he pleased. She knew he needed this. He pushed into her deep, lips sliding along her neck. He wished he could tell her everything he was. As the barman stands in front of us, she looks at him and smiles, “I’ll have what she’s having.”“Two gin and tonics please,” I order as I turn and smile back at her.“I’m Donna.”“I’m Holly,” she replies. She takes a step closer to me, putting the toe of her shoe on the footrest of my stool. Her knee pressing against my thigh.I push my leg back against her, feeling her jeans rubbing against my leg. I lick my top lip as I raise my glass to her. She picks up her drink and clinks it against mine.