Carlos...definitely flinches.<strong>"...Okay.  I'm sorry that I had to ask, ma'am."</strong>He sighs.<strong>"And believe me, I keep my nose clean but I've known plenty of felons.  I can only imagine what it must have been like."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"And...shit."</strong>He looks, well.  Not<em>broken</em>.  But a normal person would be.<strong>"We, uh, need to bring Willard's body.  I want to find his organization...find his family, at least get the guy a decent burial.  And stop bringing <em>normal</em> people into trouble like idiots."</strong>He also manages to blush and look sheepish.<strong>"And also, uh.  I want to find his organization and get them to damn well help us.  If they're willing to throw him into this crap, and maybe they had no choice, the least they could do is share the info.  Even if his family really wants to know how he died."</strong><br/><br/>He looks very much like a man who is about to do the right thing, wherein the 'right thing to do' is defined as carrying a dead man back to the nearest town with no real way to explain himself.  And because he's Carlos Esperanza, he makes ready to do the right thing.