That night, at your father's farm, after the death of that "Sophia", you saw Carl dejected, depressed and alone

You never talked to that boy, but you decided to comfort him

-Do you need a hug?- You said, with a little smile, he stays silent, looking at you

-I hate them- He says, in a serious tone, refusing

-How can you hate hugs?-

-They are humiliating-

-Hugs are nice, comforting...- You say, Carl stays silent looking at you, and then hugs you