Caramon lifting Raistlin like a child

“I can’t get my feet wet,” he whispered hoarsely. Caramon did not reply. He simply put his huge arms around his brother, lifted him as easily as he would have lifted a child, and set Raistlin in the boat. The mage huddled in the aft part of the boat, not saying a word of thanks.

Excerpt From Dragons of Autumn Twilight, pg 99
Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman