Lewis was unaware of the Lily that had finished her isolation, and went on with her daily routine, as the young man was still outside, in a world of his own. Watching the world go by, Lewis ran his fingers through the sides of his grassy seat, pulling up the occasional handful of grass. Thoughts still raced through the man's head, now, as regret for his actions fully hit him. Half prompted to go inside and apologize, the only thing keeping him sitting was his intense pride, to refuse to even begin to look like he had messed up. Sighing, Lewis stood up, and made his own way back towards the house.