[ At Caboose's dramatics the other kid flees, leaving Wash to straighten up with helmet in hand and confusion plain on his face. He'd never been the most imaginative child, himself, definitely not at this age. Isn't this kid a little old to keep up the act after plowing into strangers?
What's he expected to do anyway? Just play along? How does he child? Certainly he can't just walk away while the kid's moaning there on the ground. ]
...well at least you didn't give yourself a concussion. Come on, get up.
[ Apparently he's opted to be a stick in the mud. ]
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What's he expected to do anyway? Just play along? How does he child? Certainly he can't just walk away while the kid's moaning there on the ground. ]
...well at least you didn't give yourself a concussion. Come on, get up.
[ Apparently he's opted to be a stick in the mud. ]