Colt offered Nairn his usual lopsided grin, giving him a nod and a quiet chuckle as he shoved the matchbook into his hand. The locksmith had matches, but as it was so often a chore to get the other man to offer more than a grunt, he’d take a stick and spark up his cig. He’d only take a few draws before stubbing it out between his fingers and tucking it behind his ear to finish later.
Walking back into Nairn’s call and sifting through the goods, Colt crouched not far away, tilting his head at some of the safe’s contents. Pursing his lips he’d whistle, this was a lot more than they were led to believe was in the safe he guessed from Nairn’s meandering calculating gaze.
The question though, that caused him to let out a short laugh and quickly clearing his throat,
His mouth hung open, taking a breath and shaking his head.
@Nairn
Walking back into Nairn’s call and sifting through the goods, Colt crouched not far away, tilting his head at some of the safe’s contents. Pursing his lips he’d whistle, this was a lot more than they were led to believe was in the safe he guessed from Nairn’s meandering calculating gaze.
The question though, that caused him to let out a short laugh and quickly clearing his throat,
Uh, prob best not to tell ya, boss. It uh. It involves the girl I’m courtin’ is all.His shoulders shrugged, head sinking into them while even crouch his feet shifted, hoping to avoid putting the man in a worse mood, but Colt couldn’t quite help himself.
She’s great, real jem of a lass. And it’s going good. I think we're maybe serious, I just….
His mouth hung open, taking a breath and shaking his head.
You know, I’mma shut up. Not the time for distractin' us. So, eh... What’s going where?
@Nairn
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