Otter Creek And now for the punch-line

Finley smirked at his reponse. He admitted to seeing some humor in what she had done, though he insisted there was very little. His next words nearly made her laugh out loud again, but she swallowed her amusement and simply responded, "I'll keep an eye on my back."

She nodded when he confirmed her name. She was a little surprised he had even caught it, she had been speaking so fast just before she had run for it. He clearly had a very good memory. His doubt that she had given him her real name went completely unnoticed by the female, though she probably wouldn't have been surprised that he felt that way had she realized. Giving out fake names was not something she was innocent of ever doing.

"Oh don't worry, I wouldn't try anything like that again on you," Fin replied, sidestepping him to make her way closer to the creek bed. She glanced back over her shoulder, "I'm not hunting for victims today anyway. I'm just out for a leisurely stroll through the woods, no secret motives or anything." She eyed him, now suspecting that he wouldn't believe her even though she was being ever so truthful. For the moment.

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