*he shifts slightly, looking out the window* I-I’m cold…
Try to stay awake, Max. Talk to me, okay? I’ll get you to a doctor soon and they’ll take care of you.
*he pulls the coat around himself tighter, shaking softly* i don’t th-the doctors…
What is it, Max? What do you want me to tell them?
tell ‘em to be less.. weird and creepy…
Weird and creepy…? *starts the car and starts driving*
*he nods, glancing at Carlos*
What exactly do you mean, Max? How are they being weird?
*he looks out the window again, mumbling something about ‘scary’*
I’ll be with you, Max, I promise. I’ll take care of you.
*he hesitantly nods* o-okay..
Keep talking to me, Max. We’re almost there.
h-how close are we..? *he shifts again*
Almost there. What do you like to do, Max? What do you like to read, or watch? *they weren’t actually as close as he’d like but he wanted to keep Max busy*
Yes, this was a
bad idea. Carlos couldn’t believe he’d have thought that this would have gone
smoothly. God, he was such an idiot. He should’ve known better. He didn’t know this would happen, but he should have
known better!
Carlos fought not to flinch again under Hancock’s touch. He
needed to be alone… he needed to be alone. Silently, he nodded to Hancock,
still unable to see anything through his tears, much less look at the ghoul.