Heavy's fingers pinch the small wooden stick of the strawberry milk popsicle before heading out the door, waving a short goodbye to Engineer...

The heat truly was brutal as the large russian made his way through the rocks and the cliffs. Headed towards his ever so beloved Medic...

Now, the Medic being as he usually is, was of course picking at a couple corpses much like a little vulture. Plopping what he could into a bucket... His red gloves rather messy and awfully slippery... Muttering to himself about the heat.

That's when Heavy made himself known.

"...? AH! Heavy! Mein Schatz! Vhat brings you out here?" The German doctor beams out, looking up and over to Heavy extending the little pink popsicle... "Engineer make popsicles. I bring vone to doktor!"

Medic looks to his hands... Then the popsicle... Heavy gets the gist of the look.

"Heavy can hold for you if Doktor needs?" He offers, holding it a little closer.