It might be difficult for anyone to see why a girl so young as Poison would actively seek out someone like Carlisle to spend time with, and sometimes she finds herself wondering why as well... until he says something like that, and she remembers what a kindred spirit she sees in this man.

"I won't argue with that," she replies, only the mildest of acridity in her voice. Poison thinks more of people in general than she used to, but her opinion of them overall is still poorer than you might find in most.

"Carlisle--..." Mm, should she ask? She's started now, so she goes on. "You don't look... well."