she watched , from within , the liftingtime slowing again , or she quickeningof the open can and the escape of green , brown , amber , unfriendly liquid from the nozzle , its fall , as if glass , through the air , and then onto her face , her hair , her shoulders , stinging her eyes , drenching the sheet , her arms , her legs , and through all this she noticed the little blinking camera light , they were getting all this , thumbs up .