It's a rainy day and accordingly Roy's got the blues, concerned with the ladies in his life. Rose is still hanging around the home and now she has eyes for Solty, convinced that the sweet Resemble could easily become a formidable thief. The whole situation seems black and white until a scarred face from the fair-haired forager's past slinks by. A life lived lusting for revenge is a lot different from a life seeking true justice. Sure, a criminal is a criminal? But maybe intentions are what matters most.