*laying face down in the dirt* yeah, why do you ask?
*frowns, but kneels down and pats his shoulder* You’re in the dirt, buddy. Come on… get up.
i don’t really wanna.. *he mumbles, shifting so he can at least see Carlos*
A bed will be much more comfortable, and cleaner, I promise. *he smiles at Max when the kid looks at him*
i thought about it but part of me is afraid to move.. *he wipes dirt and tears off his face*
*Carlos’ smile drops* I’m sorry to hear that, buddy… want me to carry you?
*he shrugs* i guess.. probably better then laying in the dirt for hours…
*he rolls Max into one arm and once he has a hold on the boy he stands up, cradling him close* Let’s get you to your tent, pal, huh?
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