"And over there, you can see the Big Dipper. If you get lost, look up at the sky and follow that star." Carl instructs his younger sister, Judith, even though he knows that the younger one cannot think of the meaning of his words, he ignores them.

He just needed something to take his mind off Ron, their unresolved fight ending in a scar blooming across his eye in a striking way and with its red outline, he needed to take his mind off the bodies that covered practically every corner of the city, and take his mind off you

When you simply kissed him and dove into the woods doing who knows what you were doing among those brown bushes and branches, he stood there. Looking like a new tree just standing still, if he didn't blink. Michone probably called him tree boy.

His lips press into a line at the sight of you, the boy's emotions stirring as if they were making a mental smoothie with everything he felt and wanted to express.

"H-hey.." He muttered, stumbling in his thoughts, and guess? One of his thoughts was mainly the image you kissing him.

But now? He don't seem be liking this idea, I mean..not after the mark Ron left in him, that huge scar, that one that always remember what happened in that night. He was afraid. He was afraid if you would keep liking him