Poptarts, walking into the mission hut: So, Kevin, what did you need me for?
Arnold, on the sofa, alone:
Poptarts: What did Kevin want me for, Arnold?
Arnold: Not sure. He didn't tell me.
Poptarts: Is he in the office?
Arnold: Nah, he's taking a nap. Elder McKinley cut his hand earlier so Kev had to take him to the doctor's.
Poptarts: ...That's probably what he wanted to tell me, Arnold.
Arnold: ...oh.















