Twisted Slough hiding behind a pack of lies

Spitfire. It was better than ma’am or lady.

Good luck finding that shit for free. If I was lying, it’d be because I know you don’t have anything I want for trade. She wasn’t but figured she’d leave that qualification implied. He could figure out for himself whether he believed her.

But you do ask a lot of questions. I get an answer first. Why do you want to know?

She waited. He didn’t seem like an immediate threat, so she’d relaxed some, but she wasn’t about to sit down and lower her guard completely. It didn’t matter how much he might remind her, in some small ways, of Penn. She didn’t know a thing about this guy and if shit went sideways, she would need fangs on him first. Running away was never an option in unfamiliar territory.