Heron Lake Plateau Long in the tooth but harmless as can be

When Quixote spoke, it took a minute to register, and when it did he stopped to abruptly look back.  "Shit, hey! Sorry."  He hoped that was the first time Qui called out for him to stop.

Well here was an opportunity to talk, only question was, did he want to? Qui was his friend definitely but he wasn't much the sharing type, and some of what was on Colt's mind was deep shit, stuff he hadn't much brought up with anyone yet.  But Quixote was probably his best bet at the words not getting back to Niamh, and that alone sold him.  Hopefully he'd gotten enough of his own sorted since last time they talked to hear a thing or two and comment.

He waited until Quixote was close enough, then sighed.  "Hey, I was actually wondering - you got a minute?"