“You’re supposed to get back to the lab with
your data,” Carlos explained. “Science isn’t about just doing field work all
the time.” He sighed. “No, I don’t need a lab. Like I said, I don’t do that
anymore – I’m a scavver now. Can’t really eat working on science, you know?” Well, he was getting sad now. Dammit.“Eh, I still think ya count as a scientist, not gonna stop me from callin’ ya one, anyway.” He shrugged, picking up his bowl again to pick at is cereal. “I’m sure I could find ya some work to put that science background to use if ya want, I got a good enough setup here for ya to stick around if you’re interested.”
“If you are able to, I… would actually be very
much obliged,” Carlos told him sincerely. “You know me – I don’t have the
firepower to be an effective scavenger.” He looked at Hancock and offered him a
slight, grateful smile. He got another handful of cereal from his bowl and
munched some more.
The Perfect Scientist 