Two Rivers Isle And in faith, he leapt.

Colt had expected maybe a nod, or a sure, or maybe even a get the hell out of here.  But what he got instead was a surprisingly relevant and extremely intriguing statement.  Hell yes he'd been there.  He'd been there the last few weeks and, before that, a hell of a lot more than he though he deserved.

Sounds familiar. He said, stopping in his walk and redirecting to get a bit closer.  Life has quite a fucking sense of humor sometimes, doesn't it? Mostly there was amusement behind the question, but it was an invitation definitely.  Colt wouldn't mind hearing more.