Sunset Valley ma'am... some other sunset

His ears fell back as if he'd been accused of something. It was only that he could relate to her reluctance, and it was unpleasant to see any part of himself reflected in someone else.

Mainly because it was the only time he had to look at it.

"Dutch," he replied. And then, because that was not enough, "Are you alone out here?"

It sounded inherently threatening, even to him. He wished he hadn't asked.