Grant sighed slightly, relieved that she wasn't crying anymore at least. He almost felt like he had walked into a trap, but he was so happy to not see her sobbing anymore, that he didn't really care. With a strength that wasn't there ealier - this whole thing really motivated him to do better- he lifted the dead deer onto his shoulders. It was cumbersome and very heavy, but the weight was more evenly spread like this and it was much easier to carry. He had lifted heavier before but he had never really transported a dead deer. It was defiantly an experience. However he didn't get very far without having to drop it again and finish dragging it the rest of the way, "Yeah, just.... Just keep your eyes open..." His breath came out in little puffs. It was so heavy.