Rather

Seeing Karla that weary and really not wanting to see him, Kip feels like just turning around and leaving. He'd tried... he'd thought his effort would count for something.

Sighing, he sees her walk back in, but sticks around long enough to hear her next few words. Was she inviting him to stay? Was she saying she did want the ice cream? Or was she just trying to blow him off nicely? He wasn't even sure. But he'd bungled things up enough today, what was one more spill?

Trudging into her bedroom, he sits down on the bed, seeing that she was packing things up. He hoped he hadn't ruined the excitement for her. They were all looking forward to setting off tomorrow. Handing her a spoon, he takes a bite of the ice cream with his own spoon, unsure if she really wanted the treat or not, but figuring he'd make it easy for her.

Sucking on the mouthful and letting it melt, he eyes Karla for a moment. "Sorry... I know you said you wanted to be alone. I guess I thought if you had too much time to think, you might conclude I wasn't worth the effort. But... maybe that wasn't so smart of me either." He sighs and drops his gaze to the ice cream. "I'll leave if you want. And... tomorrow... if you'd rather ride with Twila and Theo, I'd understand." He'd be disappointed, but the look in Karla's eyes since earlier told him there was a good chance she would feel more comfortable riding with someone else.