Dark

Carson shakes his head slowly, never to understand Misty’s way of thinking. Loyal was putting it mildly… he just didn’t get it how someone like her could like someone like him. It struck him hard enough that he realizes he’s beginning to fee remorse for past actions…once again, the care shown to him was bringing out guilt which bewildered him.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he turns as Misty summons him. His cap is still pulled low and his head is tilted down just enough that his eyes remain hidden, though he holds out his arm to her. “It’s too dark for you to see anything,” he reasons. “It’s fine.”