*he groaned, pulling his hood up*
*he gently shook his head, looking at the ground*
It’s okay Max – you’re allowed to have one.
t-thanks but i-i don’t need one..
*nods* Okay then. If you’re sure. *he puts the tissues back in his pocket*
*he loosely hugged himself, unsure what to say*
*Carlos put a hand on his shoulder.* Why don’t you head to your tent and take the day off?
*he flinched slightly when Carlos brought his hand up* o-okay..
Alright. Would you like me to walk you there? *he notice the flinch, but he’d acted too quickly to abort the touch that was meant to be reassuring. He thought that Max would probably appreciate it if it weren’t pointed out.*
The Perfect Scientist 