Carlos was just about ready to drink down his broth, but he
wanted to wait a second to say something to Hancock – something that he hoped the
ghoul would take to heart. “Well, something good had to happen,” Carlos
told him. “I mean… you’re here after all.” He gave Hancock a smile. He was a
bit embarrassed by the sappiness, but he made himself watch Hancock to see how
he took it.A soft snort escaped, he should have figured Carlos would say something cheesy like that, but it did bring a smile to his face. He stared down at his hands, a slightly sad look coming to his eyes. “I guess you’re right, heh. Think that might be a matter of opinion though. But…. thank you, sunshine, you’re too sweet.”
Carlos huffed slightly. “I think my opinion matters quite a bit,” he responded. “I’m a
scientist, Hancock – we’re known for being pretty smart.” He set down his bowl
of broth and wrapped his arms around Hancock, hugging him tightly. “You’re a
good thing, Hancock, I promise,” he said, his tone a little more serious. “If
you weren’t here, I probably wouldn’t be here either. Nor would a lot of people be.”
The Perfect Scientist 