There's a certain helplessness in his answers. Yes, there was a complication. No, he didn't finish the charts. Yes, he wishes this case was surgical but it isn't.
"I mean, they do, but, uh, only inside the village. You can't call out. Which... which goes back to the nightmare part? That I just mentioned."
He's still staring, trying to process everything, trying to present the situation. He should mention the monsters, too, he guesses and the magic and that Benton shouldn't touch things in here because sometimes you got sucked into other people's memories and Carter can't even begin to imagine how much he would hate that and--
"It's-- it's actually really good to see you?"
He just blurts that out instead, like he can't hold it in. And maybe he shouldn't have said it because it unleashes a sudden wave of homesickness and too many emotions he hasn't allowed himself to feel for a while in the midst of ongoing survival.
"I, I'll show you around, have you been to town hall? There's records there and you probably want to see them, right, they're really confusing though. There's about twenty of us in town, I can introduce you and I set up a clinic in a garage and that's why I came here actually, I salvaged some charts and I already took a stretcher, I mean, I hope we won't need it anytime soon but we probably will..."
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There's a certain helplessness in his answers. Yes, there was a complication. No, he didn't finish the charts. Yes, he wishes this case was surgical but it isn't.
"I mean, they do, but, uh, only inside the village. You can't call out. Which... which goes back to the nightmare part? That I just mentioned."
He's still staring, trying to process everything, trying to present the situation. He should mention the monsters, too, he guesses and the magic and that Benton shouldn't touch things in here because sometimes you got sucked into other people's memories and Carter can't even begin to imagine how much he would hate that and--
"It's-- it's actually really good to see you?"
He just blurts that out instead, like he can't hold it in. And maybe he shouldn't have said it because it unleashes a sudden wave of homesickness and too many emotions he hasn't allowed himself to feel for a while in the midst of ongoing survival.
"I, I'll show you around, have you been to town hall? There's records there and you probably want to see them, right, they're really confusing though. There's about twenty of us in town, I can introduce you and I set up a clinic in a garage and that's why I came here actually, I salvaged some charts and I already took a stretcher, I mean, I hope we won't need it anytime soon but we probably will..."