"I did not bring mine from home, sadly," Jaime laughs, stretching slowly as Ennis drinks his water. He's not impatient to get moving again - he's happy to wait for his friend to be ready - but he is fidgety.

The Ribbonfin's later words make him laugh again, and immediately he's sizing the other boy up. "Hmmm, I think I can pick you up." There's really only an instant between this observation and Jaime's sudden advancement forward. He partially kneels down, takes a hold of one of Ennis' arms, and hoists him up in a fireman's carry, even if it's a little awkward with the pack he has on.

It takes Jaime a moment to stabilize himself, but afterwards he doesn't seem too troubled by the weight of the other boy.