"I barely know you." He gave her a semi curious ook. "How can I tell you my problem?" His trust had been lost on that entire experience. People who were his friends no longer recognizing him, and people who did finding others to confide in or no one at all rather than him. Everyone had some one. He felt as though he was the unlucky one who did not. He didn't want to voice it or make anyone feel badly over something that wasn't their fault. The rational bit of him knew it wasn't, the irrational one was worried.
"Why do you care what my face looks like? We just met." There weren't many strangers who woud want to help just because. When he was from it was even more rare. "I'm fine anyway." He said forcing himself to smile. That's what he did. He was the one who was supposed to be fine and take care of everyone. He didn't want to lose his job. It gave him a sense of purpose in a world where he wasn't sure what his place was.
Robin tried to tell him how good he'd done, but how could he have really done any good when he couldn't even keep up with the one person he was supposed to stay with no matter what? Nevermind he'd lost Lydia too. Robin was supposed to be the on eperson who never left. He'd promised him that when they were kids, and nly in this place had that changed even once.
"What is..Glamping?" The word sounded strange on his tongue. Glamping sounded ridiculous, whatever it was.