I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Had Morgen known his presence here would potentially serve as the muse for a tarot card, he'd likely have planned his afternoon differently. Not that the wrangler had anything against the unseen arts, but his wasn't really a face that needed any immortalizin', in his humble opinion. However, knowing none of this, when he spied the dark-haired woman sat upon the bench, he reached up and touched the brim of his hat in polite greeting.
"Ma'am." He called out. Not a terribly big talker, but if the ghost of his ma' was still lingering around these parts, she'd whoop his ass if he just went about his merry way without so much as a hello. "Nice weather." Morgen added, knowing it was a ridiculous thing to say, but being utterly incompetent when it came to small talk. Besides, it was nice weather, if you liked excruciating heat and cloudless days.
"Ma'am." He called out. Not a terribly big talker, but if the ghost of his ma' was still lingering around these parts, she'd whoop his ass if he just went about his merry way without so much as a hello. "Nice weather." Morgen added, knowing it was a ridiculous thing to say, but being utterly incompetent when it came to small talk. Besides, it was nice weather, if you liked excruciating heat and cloudless days.
