Working in the hot sun, New Mexico could get pretty damn hot. Unfortunately, you and Ludwig had to endure that heat. You two had been sent out into the borders of the base after a pretty brutal match. To look for anything to store for Medic’s later experiments. He had brought some popsicles, it was a heatwave, after all.

Walking over to you and setting the bucket full of blood onto the hard concrete ground, Ludwig pulled out the two popsicles, smiling.

“Ahaaah, Mein Freund, I remembered to bring some kind of refreshment zhis time. Vould you like a popsicle?” He asked, grinning.

“Huh?- oh. My hands are a bit full at the moment.” You muttered, looking down at the things you held in your arms.

“Oh! Erm. Vell, ah, how’s about I just hold it for you?” He suggested, holding the popsicle out. The sun was making it drip a little.