Carlos sputtered and he started laughing. “Really?”
he asked. “Crab mating freaks you out?” He giggled, covering his mouth with his
hands to try to quiet them. “Ohm mi god!”
he whinnied beneath his hands. He had no idea why he found that funny. Maybe because he thought Hancock was the kind of guy who had seen it all.“You didn’t see it, man! And the smell! Shit, that’s just….. I’m gettin’ sick just thinkin’ about it.” He made a face and set his cereal down, not so hungry, suddenly. “God, I hope ya never have to see that, it’s fucked up, you wouldn’t be laughin’ after seein’ somethin’ like that.”
Carlos giggled, still covering his mouth. He
reached one hand over to pat Hancock companionably, but… Carlos just sort of
ended up grabbing his sleeve and holding it while he tried to calm himself
down.
He read books – he knew theoretically how
mirelurk might be able to get the deed done. But yeah… he’d rather not see it
either. That would involve getting close to Mirelurks enough to see them.
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