Carlos's mother may have raised a fool or two, but they weren't him.  Big families can be funny that way.<br/><br/><strong>"I appreciate it, and believe me, I've got lots of questions, but let's try the most obvious ones."</strong>He sighs, ticking off on his fingers.<strong>"What just almost happened?  What was that monster I killed?  Why you in particular?  Is there, um, anything important Alex probably <em>didn't</em> tell us?  And, uh...if I don't ask what Alex's problem with you might be, is <em>not</em> knowing gonna bite us in the ass later?  Or is it just personal?"</strong><br/><br/>An awkward pause.<br/><br/><strong>"...Also, what's your name?"</strong>Sheepishly, he offers a handshake.<strong>"Carlos Esperanza.  It's...it'd be a pleasure under any better circumstances, ma'am."</strong>