*laughs* hell fucking no, dude
*he
trembles slightly and takes some tissues* .. t-thanks.. *he dried his
tears quickly and glanced around* c-.. can we go back to talking a-about
fish..?*he nods* Sure… absolutely. *Carlos plans to talk to the
counselors and try to get into touch with Max’s parents – they need to know
what happened anyway. But he kind of dreads meeting them.**he stands up and gently takes Max’s hand to walk him over
to sit at the fire pit* Let’s go sit down. So, when I get the tackle and
license I can teach you how to fish. As a kid, you’ll be able to do it without
a license as long as an adult is watching you.r-really? *he smiles slightly, looking up at the other* … what’s a ‘tackle’?
Oh, it just means the bait and line and hooks and stuff.
why not just call it ‘fishing kit’ then? *he glances around the fire pit before sitting*
*Carlos just shrugs* I’m not sure – I’m a scientist, not a
vocabulary expert. *he sits down next to Max*the english language is weird… alot of things are weird if you think about it *he looked out over the lake* but i guess that’s just life..
Yeah. But part of a scientist’s job is finding explanations
for the weird. Not in language, but in life I mean.but what if you can’t find an explanation? what if there are no explanations? *he tilted his head slightly*
Sometimes that just means we don’t have the technology to
figure it out yet. Like black holes? Where the stuff that they suck up goes – we don’t know yet.
We don’t have anything that can tell us yet.… what if you could travel to the future, but when you asked the future scientist about something, they still didn’t know? like you go billions and billions of years in the future but no one knows?
*shrugs* Well, it doesn’t mean that someone isn’t going to
be asking the question. Science is really about asking questions. That’s what
it always is gonna be.
The Perfect Scientist 