*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*
*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?
*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..
*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?
no.. but i feel horrible… *it sounds like he’s been crying alot…*
*Oh no…* Max? Can I come in?
*he hesitates before nodding, grabbing his pillow again*
*Carlos comes in carefully, zipping the flap closed about halfway behind him. He sets the tote bag beside Max’ bed before kneeling down next to it.* Hey, buddy… what’s going on?
… i-i.. i let something bad happen and.. and someone died because of it.. *sniffle*
*blinks* What? Uh… Uh, Max… I’m not sure I understand. Do you… do you want to talk to me about it? Start from the beginning?
*he sighed softly, forcing himself to sit up and wiping away his tears* Maven.. h-he got an M!A that u-unpurified him.. and he wanted to leave camp s-so he got on the bus and.. a-and i couldn’t…
What… what happened to Maven, Max?
h-he crashed.. an-and died.. *he fights back more sobs*
Oh… oh no, Max, I’m so sorry… *he quickly puts his arms around the boy and hugs him close*
*he hugged back, breaking down into small sobs as he clung to the other*
*Carlos isn’t sure what to say. Right now he just holds Max and lets him cry*
*after a long few minutes, he calms down again. shaking slightly as he tries to even out his breathing again*
*rubs Max’s back to help calm him* I’m here, Max… take deep breaths.
*he fails a couple times, but he manages to steady his breath exept for the occasional sniffle*
That’s good, Max. That’s very good. How are you feeling?
..l-like shyt… *he sighed, letting go of Carlos and hugging himself*
I’m very sorry, Max. I need to ask… why do you feel like… what happened was your fault?
The Perfect Scientist 