[There's a chilling silence on her end for a time; her eyes focused directly a head of her and her fingers twitching against the rifle in her hands. She's not about to make a mistake now, not when her well being is pretty much riding on her keeping her temper in check.
When she looks at him again the previous anger is gone, replaced with her usual calm. Though her eyes still burn with it.]
And you've been doing such a great job of that, cowboy.
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When she looks at him again the previous anger is gone, replaced with her usual calm. Though her eyes still burn with it.]
And you've been doing such a great job of that, cowboy.