Silvertip Mountain And if love keeps giving me lemons

She opened her mouth to insist that she definitely didn't have any thugs coming behind her, but then shut it immediately when she realized, again, that this stand off was way preferred to him knowing she was out here alone.  Generally Maia was a pretty trusting individual (something that would get her into trouble soon, actually) but in this case she was taking history into account.  

Who says I was ready to go back down yet?  She asked, a little accusing.  You can go ahead.  She had a bit more enjoying the view to do.  The way he spoke, though, was starting to pique her curiosity.  From the way her sister made it sound, the coyotes she'd spoken of had never really started off with conversation.  So as she continued to watch him, her stance relaxed some, guard dropping in the interest of figuring out what he was about.

WC: 149