Women. Even if they had dicks too, they knew how to play to his weaknesses. He saw the pout in the lower lip, the quivering form and the 'Oh don't mind me, I will just make it on my own' routine. Right. Gar snorted and took hold of Bab's hand, and started to walk off toward the fold in the canvas that would lead from the tiny yard to the back walkway of the Carnivale that the performers and workers used to bypass walking the Midway. "Come on you. It won't take me that long to walk you home, and make sure you are all safe and secure. I will check in on you after I get off work too. Do you want me to mention anything to Arkady? Anyone?" he asked Bab's as he started to lead him back toward the trailer and camp lot where the members of the Carnivale lived.