Heron Lake Plateau It's a helluva life

If Ceara had reacted at all negatively towards Colt in the past few days/week's, Colt was completely unaware.  Either he'd passed it off as just the conversation at the time, or he hadn't noticed, or she hadn't shown.  But whatever the case, when he spotted her a short ways away, hearing her, he greeted her with the same friendly smile and casual air as always.

Sooner or later he'd figure out not everyone let things go quick as he did.

"Ceara, hey!"  He elected to use her chosen name this time, despite the usual habit he took of calling his siblings by their lesser liked moniker.  "How's my favorite younger sister doin in this lovely weather."  The first words held a slight teasing, but they weren't untrue.  Ceara was the only one who had stuck around and that put her firmly at the top of the list, and since that list contained all of Colt's faves, it was a pretty high spot to be.  The second, though, was more joking than not, and his glance at the sun beating down made that clear enough.  "It's hot as shit, eh?"