Trace sat there and looked a bit closer toward Clarence as he spoke. These people were being so nice to him, he really didn't know how to take it. The more he spoke the wider his eyes got. After Kila's comment, he looked down. He pushed the chair backwards and took off out of the room. He sped up the steps and slammed her bedroom door.

Trace didn't know what to do, he had a different feeling that he wasn't use to and it scared him. He was sitting in a corner with the lights off, he was hugging a pillow and trembling. He had to be brave, but he couldn't help it. Trace didn't want to make them feel bad, and he felt bad for doing it in front of Kila. He was enjoying the silence, he could hear some soft mumbling, but there was no screaming at him, no one running after him, he was left be for a while.