Sheepeater Cliff if ours was a dream

"Oh?" Vigilante looked interested now; he even bothered to lift his brow. In hearing the description, he knew he hadn't seen anyone like that in quite some time— and certainly not on these cliffs. He developed a defensive look anyway, narrowing his expression so that he appeared to be hiding something. "Did she do something wrong?" he called back, adopting a look of seriousness, as if wanting to weigh his options on imparting what "knowledge" he had.