Sunset Valley i make the money, not wash the clothes.

He said his piece. She tried to nod but didn't have the leeway with the pressure of him there, not until he let go and she was free. At that point Indra rose up on shaky limbs and stretched her neck and shoulders, feeling the familiar blooming of bruise-pain where he'd set his teeth.

Colt turned to go and then there was some distance between them. Indra could've run, then. She could've sought the skull's remnants and taken flight then and there.

Instead she looked to the circle she had built, and then to the path Colt had taken. She moved towards the circle and with a kick sent the rib bones splaying across the earth - and then, she turned and followed.