Heron Lake Plateau and a bad little mama with her ass in my face

"bet," was tegan's final response to the badass comment. hell yeah it upped his ego, but you could literally look at tegan with a stone cold gaze and be like 'you're a worthless sack of shit and everyone hates you' and he'd fuckin pop you some finger guns and laugh without a single bruise to his ego. so like, hardly a loss, niamh. 

"thanks, dude," tegan returned, bumping against her. tegan really had no problems killing or eating a coyote, dude really had some whackass morals-- or lack of morals. not a single thing about killing the coyote registered with him. whoops. so, he bent down to pick the dead guy up and looked to niamh with a aight leggo kinda look, and then they set off.