the bristlecone pinewho didnt think of itself as a bristlecone pine , who didnt even think of itself as self , it simply waswas as surprised as harrys pine at the exchange with the human ; as surprised as harry himself , indeed as surprised has hed ever been at anything , and sensing that distant and unexpected exchange it knew with a certainty that indeed breathed its own air , that indeed was its own breathing , that things were finally changing .