Silvertip Mountain Matchmaker

"I..." He found himself caught, or so he thought. Should he tell her? Well, maybe not the whole truth. Just what she needed to hear. "I may have made a bet. Of sorts" he murmured quietly. Or a plan. Whichever way he put it, Chaska felt the same weight in both words. "Me and one other may have thought that you and Ezekiel kinda..." He gave a look that answered it for him, with the added touch of raised brows. "Yeah..."

Friends were a good thing to have. And as it seemed, Valette and Anita were friends. "I'm sure I will make a good friend for her, and out of her. In fact, someone I talked to said that I might enjoy talking to you. Seems they were right." The conversation hadn't taken any sour turns as of yet. So Steady must have been correct in that matter.

He shrugged at the last thing she said. The conversation seemed to getting to a more serious tone. He went on to liven it up a little. "Things change. Maybe you would change your mind, one day."