Lost Creek Hollow you listen to me you muscle-bound handsome adonis.

Startled, Rannoch watched Liffey with his mouth ajar; he hadn't expected such a negative reception. "I don't know, Liffey," Rannoch replied, his voice wavering, "I just don't want to go into this unprepared—we have to consider everything going into this." He was growing tired—nothing he was saying was landing as he had indened— and frankly, he wasn't sure how to appease her. "Like I said, this is a big conversation. I know that it is your rightful place, but there is a chance they might see eye-to-eye." 

Rannoch then pushed himself onto all fours and took a step towards Liffey. "Liffey, please," he urged through a frown. "I didn’t mean to hurt you.”