s breath.The induction light flickered to life as he stomped his feet, he shifted his body and shook his arms, flinging off some of the rainwater clinging to him. Then, with two steps becoming one, he...st a young, unripe fruit now. It doesn't taste very good. When I graduate, I'll be about ripe then. By then, I should taste much better. Wouldn't it be better if I waited until then to accompany you"...