Firefly Ravine The issue on the table...

And he asked questions. Great. Maude scoffed at the statement. Ye must 'ave some reason t'be botherin' me, She scowled, searching his gaze for some kind of intent outside of friendly conversation. Had she known he was a seadog like her, she would have been affable, but she greeted him instead with the standoffishness she gave to nearly everyone.