You will never do anything in this world without courage.
He wonders if Colt will be missing the ring when her mind clears, but obviously ribs are on the brain. She's eager and full of playful laughter that lightens the mood just in time for the succulent meat to invite them closer. Zavien watches her perch excitedly at the table, not sure she's noticed it's more of a take-and-go kind of place in her addled state - not that Joe seems to mind. If anything, the man is finding the whole interaction thoroughly amusing, his smile only dimming when she grows somber. Joe's eyes widen a hint, glancing to Zavien for an explanation. Unfortunately for him, all he gets is a shrug of shoulders, the Commander just as baffled about what Colt could be talking about.
Smirking, the man hands over the second plate of ribs and huffs a laugh. "Well little lady, it's a good problem to have. You can spend life looking for something better," pausing, he shoots her another wink, all pride and confidence for his cooking, "or just come pay me another visit."
Zavien takes the plate and props himself against the table, looking between the two of them before offering a smile to the man. "Thanks, Joe." He doesn't know if they words will mean anything to Colt other than an invitation to return, but it's something, and the ribs will probably do more for her than anything else could right now.
Still, Joe nods his head, seemingly satisfied with the interaction as he steps away to resume whittling and humming something jaunty with a hint of twang to it. Meanwhile, Zavien turns to the rancher, tilting his head as he gauges her reaction to the smoked meat. "Rating on the ribs?"
Smirking, the man hands over the second plate of ribs and huffs a laugh. "Well little lady, it's a good problem to have. You can spend life looking for something better," pausing, he shoots her another wink, all pride and confidence for his cooking, "or just come pay me another visit."
Zavien takes the plate and props himself against the table, looking between the two of them before offering a smile to the man. "Thanks, Joe." He doesn't know if they words will mean anything to Colt other than an invitation to return, but it's something, and the ribs will probably do more for her than anything else could right now.
Still, Joe nods his head, seemingly satisfied with the interaction as he steps away to resume whittling and humming something jaunty with a hint of twang to it. Meanwhile, Zavien turns to the rancher, tilting his head as he gauges her reaction to the smoked meat. "Rating on the ribs?"
Zavien
It is the greatest quality of mind next to honor.
