"i just...thank you. that doesn't even come close to saying what i feel, but thank you." he stopped, sighed, shuddered, and finally forced himself to face what it was he was always running from. he tried to fight back tears at first but then decided that he could trust her with even this. she was turning out to be his best friend.
"i don't know what happened is all. i don't -- it could've --" his voice faltered and cracked and a single sob tore from his throat before he managed to go on. it was hard for him not to run, to just run and forget. "it could've been my fault. i don't know why i was left, i don't know what i could've done, but i can...it can happen again. i could wind up back in that place and it could be my fault and i probably won't remember again so i'll just keep making the same mistake over and over again and......and....."
ashamed, he turned away from Mist, knowing that she had her own ghosts to deal with. he shook his head, sending his tears flying, and backed away, trying to hide in a thicket. whether it was from his memories or the shame of them he didn't know. he just didn't want to upset Mist with his burden.
"i'd just do it again.......just keep doing it again and again and again......"