COLT
It's all she can do from saying gods no to being a native Halovian, but given many native Halovians would find that offensive, she settles for a surprised laugh. "Consider me warned. Next time I'll yell out and ask if someone's a cannibal first." Humor lingers at the corners of her mouth, but she does take the undercurrent of the exchange as a reminder that she should be more cautious. She would not trade helping a stranger for losing a hand on any day, might not even for a friend. She'd much rather lose one night's sleep thinking about the unknown person lying dead.
Then, to set things straight, she arches a 'brow at Soleil. "You're not a cannibal, are you?" If her hands tuck in a bit closer to the saddle, what of it?
She can understand feeling the need to repay someone. Whatever the other person might say about the matter, if it's your code to trade in favors, it's usually an uncomfortable position to be under the thumb of an owed debt. She's about to suggest they head back into town where Soleil can buy her a drink and consider the whole affair handled, not particularly keen on a stray care package arriving on her doorstep, or the thought of Soleil being there. She clamps her mouth shut though from the subtle readiness to talk, because the more she's watching the woman lean and grin and rattle one, the more she's not sure a damn thing that's been said has any weight.
"You can send anything to the House of Midnight," she offers with a shrug, her smile edging back in. If she could turn any potential care from Soleil into Sunjata's problem instead, all the better.
Everything is nearly explained with quest, because who hasn't found themselves in some wild predicament at the behest of a god? Although she's certain, er—almost certain, that Ludo did not require Soleil to risk her life or be chased down by the spider, the risk is inherent with the vague task. "Makes sense," she offers her understanding, if it might alleviate some of Soleil's lingering embarrassment. "Had a similar predicament with some void ursurs near here." Proof that they're all kinda just trying their best not to die on any given day, whether by the hand of their choices or others. Her gaze flicks to the wolf, and Colt nods, finding a lot of faith in the four-legged. "Always value a good dog, or wolf, but the Monster Hunter Guild here might be able to assist, in the future." The only reason she'd survived the ursurs. The only reason she'd been near the ursurs too, but the living part seemed much more meaningful.
An easier smile drifts in, and Colt tips her chin. "Don't mention it." As for Beans, she laughs a bit, shaking her head while slapping his neck affectionately. She gestures with a hand towards him, invitation enough for Soleil to get her fill of scratches. "Gods no," she says around the remnants of the chuckle. "Much as I love Beans, not so sure I want him strapped to my soul. I'm a rancher, so I got plenty of good horses, he's just the one I brought out here for this visit."
She does eventually offer they head back into town, even extending her hand to let Soleil climb up behind her, eager to get back to warmth and away from spiders. They talk more as they head back in, until they reach some agreement on debts.
[FIN]
Then, to set things straight, she arches a 'brow at Soleil. "You're not a cannibal, are you?" If her hands tuck in a bit closer to the saddle, what of it?
She can understand feeling the need to repay someone. Whatever the other person might say about the matter, if it's your code to trade in favors, it's usually an uncomfortable position to be under the thumb of an owed debt. She's about to suggest they head back into town where Soleil can buy her a drink and consider the whole affair handled, not particularly keen on a stray care package arriving on her doorstep, or the thought of Soleil being there. She clamps her mouth shut though from the subtle readiness to talk, because the more she's watching the woman lean and grin and rattle one, the more she's not sure a damn thing that's been said has any weight.
"You can send anything to the House of Midnight," she offers with a shrug, her smile edging back in. If she could turn any potential care from Soleil into Sunjata's problem instead, all the better.
Everything is nearly explained with quest, because who hasn't found themselves in some wild predicament at the behest of a god? Although she's certain, er—almost certain, that Ludo did not require Soleil to risk her life or be chased down by the spider, the risk is inherent with the vague task. "Makes sense," she offers her understanding, if it might alleviate some of Soleil's lingering embarrassment. "Had a similar predicament with some void ursurs near here." Proof that they're all kinda just trying their best not to die on any given day, whether by the hand of their choices or others. Her gaze flicks to the wolf, and Colt nods, finding a lot of faith in the four-legged. "Always value a good dog, or wolf, but the Monster Hunter Guild here might be able to assist, in the future." The only reason she'd survived the ursurs. The only reason she'd been near the ursurs too, but the living part seemed much more meaningful.
An easier smile drifts in, and Colt tips her chin. "Don't mention it." As for Beans, she laughs a bit, shaking her head while slapping his neck affectionately. She gestures with a hand towards him, invitation enough for Soleil to get her fill of scratches. "Gods no," she says around the remnants of the chuckle. "Much as I love Beans, not so sure I want him strapped to my soul. I'm a rancher, so I got plenty of good horses, he's just the one I brought out here for this visit."
She does eventually offer they head back into town, even extending her hand to let Soleil climb up behind her, eager to get back to warmth and away from spiders. They talk more as they head back in, until they reach some agreement on debts.
[FIN]
If I go missing, don't bother looking, I'm probably just riding the wind
'Cause cowboys and sunsets, you can always count on them, but never to stay
I guess I'm a cowboy, 'cause there's a sunset on the way
'Cause cowboys and sunsets, you can always count on them, but never to stay
I guess I'm a cowboy, 'cause there's a sunset on the way
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
