He thought they were on the same page until she turned serious again. Her concerns seem so strange. His mind jumps to the times he ran into the woods - some of the times without telling anyone - and he knows how much she hated when he did that.
"I just..." His words stumble out of his mouth. "I like going out and being on my own. It's not always something bad. That's why it's not a problem for me not to go without you again..."
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"I just..." His words stumble out of his mouth. "I like going out and being on my own. It's not always something bad. That's why it's not a problem for me not to go without you again..."