Da'Quan and the other protesters who got popped sit or lie on the floor in lock-up. A guard watches warily as Carter approaches the bars. Da'Quan leans up towards him. Carter pats his head and shoulders through the bars like a dad.
"You ok?" says Carter. "Break any bones?"
"Naw man. I'm good."
"Y'all just relax, ok? Take a break and don't worry. I'm gonna talk to the judge."
Carter squeezes Da'Quan's traps like a boxing coach and leaves.