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In spite of Carlos’ gut reaction, he really couldn’t argue with that.
He held onto his bag with one hand, trying to keep the strap up closer
to his neck so that his injured shoulder didn’t get too much of the
weight on it. With his other hand he reached out to grip Standing Bear’s
offered arm.“I feel like an old woman,” Carlos joked with a slight smile on his face.
“An old woman who will live getting across this river. Hold on to me,” Standing bear guided his hands to hold on his around his waist and neck, piggyback style. Once he felt Carlos was secure enough, he walked into the river, quickly reaching up to his neck before he had to swim across.
Carlos was nervous and scared. Honestly, he worried that his weight and grip would impede Standing Bear too much, but at the same time he really, really didn’t want to let go. His Pipboy clicked wildly, warning them of the rads in the water. Carlos wished sometimes there was a way to silence it.
“L-let me know if-if it gets too hard to swim,” Carlos murmured right next to the other man’s ear. He didn’t know what he’d do, but… he didn’t know.
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