Bitterroot Valley a tornado trapped in the skin of a girl

He was pretty chill, picking up on all the hints, though his face and body showed none of it. Jim didn't particularly care, since it seemed that the lovely lady had been hostile from the start. Well, at least she hadn't torn his face off. Jim could fight, and he could fight well, but he damn well wasn't going to attack unnecessarily anyway. 

So frick you, Drageda lady, he's got more to turn from.

And thanks for the pack name! 

Jim is definitely on a roll, now.