Phoenix Maplewood Who the Hell is Leviticus Cornwall?

No price. No debt. Nothing of any sort. Food to eat, a place to rest, and yet, Barrett was still wary of the stranger before him. They hadn't even exchanged names, and there was already an offer. An offer he had no need to repay. Such grew uncertainty within him, but, he would be a fool to refuse, would he not? Back and forth, went his mind, though it only spanned a second before he said, with a reluctant breath:
You gonna give me your name, a'least?

And with his next words, he would make his decision.

Should know who's leadin' me to yer 'Great Sky'.