Qeya River i shot a lot of folk like you.

Sadey was a little disappointed that there wasn't a new black pelt decorating the likes of Colt Briggs, but she was a little glad he was still alive. Just a little, maybe.

Sadey had to turn her head away at the politeness Briggs had put in his tone. She schooled her expression before she turned back around. He wasn't listening. She sighed. Hoped this wouldn't end in blood. Especially if he got what he wanted.

Sadey did chuckle at his elusive comment on good looks. Though she didn't say much, keeping her opinion to herself.