03-20-2017, 07:10 PM
"Good job, you. Good job." Witb his hands occupied, Carl praised Saul, kissing his cheek gently as he struggled to catch his breath. Carl had thought Saul could pass out from lack of air when he continurd pushing all the way. His whimpering sounded stressed and desperate. Rolling away the egg, Carl put down Saul's trembling and jelly-like legs to feed him some water. He would let Saul recuperate, for next up would be the babies that were much larger than the eggs.