Carl had been just walking around, having dropped Judith off with one of the adults for a bit. Now, he was talking to a few of his friends when he heard small, pitter-patter running, and then some insistent tugging at the hem of his shirt. He knew without having to look that it was Judith. Still, he turned to look at her, seeing her upset expression and trying to figure out what was wrong. "What happened, Judith. Why do you look so upset?"